FlashForward

Mark: Where is Demetri? Agent Gough: He brought that hot blonde terrorist over from Holding. He's questioning her now. Mark: Why? Agent Gough: I don't know... because she's hot?

Mark: I can't believe I didn't want to come here today. I mean, the intel. They're adding frozen yogurt.

Bryce: It's incredible, isn't it? Lloyd: Temporal anomaly in global consciousness. Yeah, I think that qualifies. Bryce: So, what did you see? Lloyd: I suppose this is the new how's the weather?

Zoey: Speaking of work, can I ask you something work related? Are you guys Gitmoing a suspect downtown? Demetri: No. Zoey: Some blonde? Arrested the day of the Blackout. Bin Laden in Prada? Demetri: (smiling) I can't confirm or deny this, so... (leaving it hanging) Zoey: I think you just did, sweetie. Demetri: Woooow! Zoey: Look, professionally, if the Bureau is denying someone's due process, that's uncool. But personally, if that woman has anything to do with the Blackout, I really hope you're getting all Dick Cheney on her ass.

Alda Hertzog: I'm truly flattered that you still feel the need to talk to me after all that's happened, but I've done nothing wrong. It's my associates who you want. Demetri: Honey, your associates died on the day of the Blackout. They were super dead. So you wanna give me somebody else? Alda Hertzog: Customer Choice Restaurant Group.

Alda: You're wasting your energy on what caused the Blackout, who's responsible and you're ignoring the most profound question of all, why? (Mark nods) Do you know what a black swan is? It's a metaphor, used to describe a high-impact event, something so rare it's beyond the normal realm of human expectation. It comes from the 17th century when scientists assumed that all swans were white. They were wrong. Mark: (mocking her) Fascinating. (Alda says a quote in Persian) Mark: (translating what Alda said) There's a room, ahhh, with a small boy in it with a candle. What is this, a bedtime story? Alda: It's a Sufi parable. The man in the room, referring to the candle asks, tell me where this light comes from? and the boy blows out the candle and replies, You tell me where this light went, I'll tell you where it comes from. Mark: Cute. Alda: Your partner is right about one thing. I commune with some very dangerous people. I am friends with those willing to don suicide vests in the name of ideology. I know when a man is willing to sacrifice anything for his cause and you're not that kind of man, Agent Benford. Even if you were to start asking the right questions, you're not willing to do what it takes to get the answers. You're that little boy, Agent Benford... alone in the dark.

Vladimir Petrov: You can't be fightin' fate, yo.

Simon: (Speaking to Lloyd Simcoe on the mobile) Talking to me is one of those little inconveniences you're going to have to put up with, now that we're responsible for the single greatest disaster in human history.