Finch: Fleet Week. The annual deluge of drunken sailors-... that somehow does not qualify as a military attack.
Reese: Thanks, Carter. You know, for what it's worth, you're looking kind of badass in that uniform.
Root: You wouldn't understand.
Dr. Carmichael: Try me.
Root: I have a direct line to a higher power. It speaks to me.
Reese: Just remember... no shots to center mass.
Sam: Ah, but it's a shame to waste a rifle like this on kneecaps.
Sam: Hey, Reese, no offense--if the vigilante thing doesn't work out, I'm not really seeing a future for you in conflict resolution.
Reese: Shaw, a little help here?
Sam: I would have taken a head shot, but Finch gets annoyed when I kill people. In the arm, through a brick wall, in the dark. You're welcome. (kills someone) Oops.
Root: The truth? The truth is a vast thing. I see that now. Just how much truth there is? Where would we even begin? The truth is, you're not very smart. In fact, you're only the 43rd smartest person in this building.
Root: The truth is, God is 11 years old. That she was born on New Year's Day, 2002, in Manhattan. The truth is that she's chosen me, and I don't know why yet. That for the first time in my life... I'm a little scared about what's gonna happen.
Music: She's Long Gone (The Black Keys), Feeling Good (Nina Simone)
Australia: November 28, 2013 on Nine Network
Finland: December 2, 2014 on MTV3
Reese: You're gonna play Let's Make a Deal with our fence.
Along with mentioning "door number two," later, referencing the TV game show Let's Make a Deal. The show started in 1963 and features a host (originally Monty Hall) picking traders from the audience, often people wearing costumes. The trader then choose between one prize in plain sight, or a hidden prize of unknown value--often behind a door or inside a box. Sometimes the hidden prize is equally valuable, sometimes it is much more, and sometimes it is a "zonk" prize. The host would kick off the trading by declaring "Let's Make a Deal!"