Alias

(Jack's having lunch at an open air restaurant, suddenly Sloane appears) Sloane: It's good to see you Jack. Jack: I assume that since you're sitting across from me with so little regard for your life, I'm in the crosshairs of a sniper rifle. Sloane: Two of them.

(Jack's been punished for Sydney's rogue operation) Kendall: We need to talk. Jack: Yes, I know, I've been sanctioned by the D.O.J. I'm no longer in charge of this operation center, that honor goes to you. Kendall: You know, maybe I'm a slow learner Jack, because I don't understand you. A month ago you were moving me out of my job, and now here you are handing it back. Jack: I belong in the field. Kendall: You know, we can help each other, we don't have to be adversaries. Jack: I appreciate your magnanimity. Kendall (Laughs): Now you're just mocking me. Jack: Yes.

Sydney: Kendall's going to report you. Jack: I'm aware of the consequences. Sydney: When the D.O.J. hears you initiated an op without their approval- Jack: Sydney, I've been doing this longer than you have... I'm not cut out for management anyway.

Jack: You have to accept the possibility that the man we had in custody is not your friend. Sydney: Dad, I don't believe it. Jack: I understand. Sydney: Because if it wasn't Will... then Will is most likely dead, and I can't handle that.

(Sydney and Vaughn go undercover to a sex club, Sydney's fully dressed in leather) Vaughn: I'm glad I'm not the one in leather. Sydney: You'd look cute in a teddy.

(Sydney and Vaughn meet a contact in Germany) Contact: Hello my friends, we've tracked Jurgens to a local sex club he frequents: leather, whips, chains, all the good stuff.

Dixon (Unemotionally choking Will in holding): You murdered my wife! You murdered my wife!

Jurgens After being caught in an incriminating position): I do not know! I swear to God! Please do not send those pictures! Please let me go! Please! Let me go! Vaughn: Here's your pictures. (Leaves with Sydney) Jurgens: Please give me back my pants!

(Will escapes from the men who extracted him from the prison bus) Sydney: The FBI and the CIA both have you on a shoot-to-kill watchlist, you have to tell me where you are. Will: Oh, so Kendall can send me to Camp Harris? And treat me like a terrorist? Not a chance. Sydney: I won't let that happen, if you're Will then you know I will do whatever it takes to make sure that nothing happens to you... please let me bring you in. Will: Syd, I love you, but I can't- I can't trust you, not any more, meeting you-meeting you destroyed my life.

Jack: You went behind my back. Kendall (Scoffs): Hardly unheard of in this office. Jack: So what is this? Retribution for me taking your parking space?

Sloane (To Jack): I've missed your poker face.