Alias

Sloane: Using all available resources, we have finally tracked down the enemy who we no longer have to refer to as The Man. Thanks to the surveillance photos you obtained in Brazil, we have confirmed his identity. He is Alexander Khasinau.

Sloane: Our conversations were never recorded. We talked on secure lines. I made sure I met Briault in secret. You used me. Poole: I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about. Sloane: I will repay the favor.

Vaughn: You're being investigated by the DSR. Sydney: DSR? Vaughn: Department of Special Research. And it was created during World War II to investigate Nazi interest in the occult. After the war, an executive order was signed, empowering them to investigate fringe science, uh, parapsychology, remote viewing... Sydney: What do they want with me? Vaughn: They want to know why your picture is in the Rambaldi book. No, I know it seems ridiculous.

Sydney: Hey did you know Kobe Bryant was named for a steak?

Haladki (about Sydney's involvement with the "Prophecy"): It's like 666, guys, you see the writing on the kid's scalp, you know there's some problems at home.

Sydney: This drawing is five hundred years old. Millions of women have looked like that. My mom looked like that. Maybe it's a picture of my mother.

Emily: For four months, I did nothing. I was so terrified of what I did not know. So terrified that I was paralyzed. And the longer that went on, the more terrified I got. Wanting to know the truth but being too afraid to find the answers.

Sydney: We'd have to leave tonight. You in? Vaughn: Yeah, I'll break into the Vatican with you.

Vaughn: So, I was thinking, later tonight when we get the code key, maybe we can check it out? Sydney: What, the restaurant? Vaughn: Yeah. Well, it's almost too good not to. Sydney: Unless SD-6 spots us there and has us killed. Vaughn: Well, the food's so good it's almost worth the risk.