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2.19 Endgame


Sydney: Vaughn--I mean, okay, the backpack is getting a little ridiculous.
Vaughn: What do you mean?
Sydney: The middle drawer--it's yours.


Diane: Sloane's the man who ran SD-6, the one who lied to you for years. Marcus...you are not responsible for what happened to his wife. He put her in harm's way.
Dixon: That's not the only reason I'm putting in for a transfer. I'm doing it for us.
Diane: When you first told me the truth, I said I didn't know who you were. I was wrong. I just didn't know what you did. I have always known who you are. You are the most decent man I know. Whatever you decide, I'll be with you.


Weiss: She gave you a drawer, huh?
Vaughn: It was a gesture of convenience.
Weiss: And, uh, what'd you put in it?
Vaughn: Why do you care?
Weiss: What do you mean, why do I care? Do you know how spoiled you are? You know, a drawer--I wish I had a girlfriend to say "Hey, do you want a drawer?"
Vaughn: I'll give you a drawer at my place.
Weiss: I don't want a drawer at your place.


Jack (to Vaughn): This is not a debate. And just because you've gotten comfortable with my daughter doesn't mean you should be comfortable with me.


Jack: I'm curious. What was your cover, the story you told Neil Caplan. Were you placed at Caltech? A grad student, maybe a teaching assistant?
Elsa: Look, my family is all I care about.
Jack: Your family? The one you manufactured in order to steal classified information?
Elsa: You don't know anything about me.
Jack: You couldn't be more wrong.
Elsa: You're Sydney's father. Irina Derevko was your wife.
Jack: Which makes me an expert on someone like you. It started as a job, a duty to your country. That it required you to prostitute yourself was a small price to pay for serving the motherland. At first everything went as planned, then--surely an accident--you got pregnant. You considered terminating the pregnancy, but, selfishly, you didn't. You hoped somehow becoming a mother would redeem you, would absolve your guilt.
Elsa: You're wrong!
Jack: But you continued to lie and deceive both your husband and son.
Elsa: I am not Irina Derevko!


Weiss: Jack is gonna shoot you in the face.
Vaughn: Just give me a half-hour head start. Tell him that she called on your phone and you gave it to me. We only have 10 hours to find Caplan.
Weiss: If we end up sharing a cell in federal prison, I'm not giving you a drawer.


Caplan: What are you doing working for a guy like Sloane? What do you expect to get out of all this?
Sark: I was sent to school in England at a very young age. Out of necessity, one becomes self-reliant...and perhaps prematurely ambitious. I'm like anyone, Mr. Caplan--what I want is that which I never had.


Marshall: Uh, Mr. Bristow! Mr. Bristow!
Jack: Yes, Marshall?
Marshall: Hi, I was doing some spelunking on the CIA network--mapping it, really, just for kicks--and well, you can relax because the Death Star plans are not on the main computer.


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