Leverage

Maggie: There's Irish whiskey in that coffee, isn't there? Nate: Yeah. A little bit. Sorry. Maggie: It's not the liquor that worries me. It's the fact that you're hiding it in your coffee cup. Nate, I meant what I said before. I really like the man that you've become. Too bad you don't.

Eliot: All right listen, there's three types of calls we can get next: one, amateur, cash and a dump site, number two, professional, that's wire transfers and multiple location drop-offs, and three, targeted. Hardison: Targeted towards us? Eliot: No, targeted towards a specific ransom demand, not cash. Sterling: You're not risking a nine million dollar... Eliot: It might be the only chance. Sterling: ...artifact on hunch! Let me run this, we track the calls, find out whoever it is, have the police surround... Eliot: Sterling, I'm the retrieval specialist. That's my job. Sterling: Your friend's lives hang in the balance, and you're going to take your cues from a punch-up artist instead of me?

Tara: I got this one. Eliot: Really? What are you gonna say to him, cause we've got no cover story, no background on this cat. Tara: That's it then, I won't say anything. (Eliot looks at her) Really, not one word. Just when he turns around and looks at you do that thing with your eyes that scares people. Eliot: What? I don't know what you're talking about. Tara: Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

Tara: And this is? Nate: James Sterling, we used to work together in insurance. Tara: Seems to rub Eliot the wrong way. Nate: You think?

Hardison: Two weeks in Tokyo. We'd have a great time. Parker: What are we stealing? Hardison: We don't steal anything. We'd be tourists. Parker: Not following you.

Eliot: Maggie's Nate's ex-wife. Tara: Okay, is there any chance she took the Egg? Parker: No. Maggie's the most honest person we know. But besides that, she's okay.

Parker: Toothpaste, explosives. Do not mix these up.

Nate: Right, right, and that's what I'm here to do--to get the egg back and to clear your name. Maggie: But you're clearing my name with thieves. No offense, Parker. Parker: At what?

Parker: So, I took your advice and did the whole touristy thing. Went to the museum, and it was amazing. Hardison: You see? Parker: Yeah. They have a Guardian T-840 Security System. I've only seen those in books. And the motion detectors--ooh, gorgeous! Six digital receptors. Six! Hardison: What about the paintings? Parker: What about the paintings?

Tara: What we imagine is always so much better than the reality. Eliot: Like love?

Sterling: I pulled a lot of strings to get tickets for all of you. Hardison: All of you? Wait, no, Hardison--he's in the van, eating stale candy, while all of you get to dine on canapés and... and champagne. I love canapés. Sterling: I'm terribly sorry about that. The company has to draw the line somewhere. I can assure you, it has nothing to do with our little incident last year. Hardison: Oh, you mean the incident where I came within five feet of blowing your ass up? Yeah, I'm sure it has nothing to do with that at all. Van smells like cabbage.

Maggie: You know, people underestimate you, Eliot. Nate: That's kind of the point.