Alias

(Marshall is explaining something in a briefing) Weiss: Flinkman you know what would be great, English!

Marshall: I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not that smooth around the lady's, in fact I'm a little awkward. Let's face it I mean you got the looks, I've got the brains. (Vaughn has an insulted look on his face) But look I wanted to propose to Carrie, so I came up with an idea and I was hoping maybe you could give me some objective feedback. Vaughn (Says still with insulted look on his face): I've got the looks, you've got the brains?

Sydney: Do you have the signal? Vaughn (Looks at PDA/signal device): Either Allison's in there or someone's making microwave popcorn.

Vaughn: It's been three weeks since I found out Sydney murdered Lazarey. I've been lying to my wife for three weeks. Weiss: Vaughn, I know guys that lie to their wives for a lot longer than that. Vaughn: You understand the reason your brother didn't like talking to you is because you say stupid things right? (Pauses and takes some shots) Weiss: Listen, you were ordered not to say anything. Right? This isn't your choice. Vaughn: Yeah, and she was ordered to find out who killed Lazarey. I mean that's my point. Is that I'm actively engaged in preventing her from doing her job. You know she's going to find out. I mean, you know she is. Weiss: And that you're protecting Sydney. Vaughn: Yeah, see where I'm going with this. Weiss: Well this is why people from the CIA should not get married to people from the NSC. Don't poop where you sleep. Vaughn: Thanks a lot! (Takes a very hard shot at Weiss) Weiss (Falls over in pain): Uh, okay, you know what, that hurts!

Sloane: Sydney, I was very pleased when Dixon said that you'd agreed to be my handler. Sydney: It was an assignment, not an agreement. The way a janitor doesn't agree to clean a toilet.

Allison (To Sark): You look like you've seen a ghost.