The Safe House - Wiretaps

Sydney: Think about it... all the paper... newspaper clippings from high school, and yearbooks, and sweaters I was never gonna wear again, ever, and... pictures, and... picture frames...
Weiss: Yeah, but there's gotta be something that you had, that you just loved... that just... it kills you that you don't have it anymore...
(Sydney is thinking about Vaughn.)
Weiss (realizing): I mean like a thing... like a thing, like...
Sydney: I know what you mean. I used to have a first edition "Alice in Wonderland." My mother gave it to me for my 5th birthday. Despite my roller coaster relationship with her -- wherever she is -- that was one of the things that I sort of loved.

Sydney: Oh, tomorrow's gonna be fine. Hmm... Damn it... (downing her drink)

Marshall: Uh, listen, I made you a, um, mixed CD of all of the most popular songs over the past few years. Not so you can listen to all the impossible bad boy bands they keep churning out with, you know, I was really -- except for J.T. Timberlake, guy… that guy can move… whatever. But more importantly, because scientifically it's proven that sounds trigger the CA3 region of the Hippocampus in the, you know… long-term memory.
Sydney: Thank you.
Marshall (noticing the tense atmosphere between Vaughn, Sydney and Lauren): Awkward!

Sydney (arguing): But the only reason SD-6 and the Alliance broke down is because Arvin Sloane, a man who the White House pardoned, by the way, wanted them to! So do me a favor, and don't revise history that I lived through!
Vaughn: All right, enough! Sark was an inch away from initiating a nuclear exchange… and according to that phone call that was only phase one. Capturing Sark, although it might put a smile on my face, will do nothing to shut down the Covenant.

Lauren: I hate her!
Vaughn: Just remember, she's been through a lot.
Lauren: I've been on eggshells for two weeks since Sydney came back: trying not to say the wrong thing, trying to imagine what it's like for her… I am done!
Vaughn: Lauren…
Lauren: Sydney Bristow is self-righteous and arrogant!
Vaughn: She just lost two years of her life.
Lauren: Was she any nicer two years ago? Because she's the most condescending person I have ever met!
Vaughn: I understand why you have a problem with her.
Lauren: No… she's the one with the problem! I'm not going to apologize because I remember the last 24 months, or because I'm married to the man that I love!
Vaughn: You're reacting emotionally.
Lauren: No, I'm reacting intelligently, as I expected Sydney to. She's been gone two years, you'd think she'd listen to someone instead of just talking all over them! She's horrible!

Jack (to Sydney): The techniques that would be employed to stimulate your memory are invasive surgical, dangerous procedures that could leave you with permanent brain damage. That is not happening to you; not as long as I'm alive.

(Weiss turns toward Sydney as she takes his picture.)
Weiss: Oh, okay, see, that's bad… that's double chin angle for me. Not good.

Weiss: You're kidding me! You know what it is? What "Medusa" even means?
Sydney: No, all I know is the myth: you know, a woman so ugly that if you looked at her, you'd turn to stone.
Weiss: Sounds like the myth of my college girlfriend. She actually dumped me for a roadie at a "Duran Duran" concert. How embarrassing is that?

Sydney: I haven't even asked anyone how they met…
Weiss: Are you asking me? The NSC was wrapping up the case on your mom. Uh, we were all deposed. Lauren was the one asking the questions. They hit it off.
Sydney: Tell me about their wedding.
Weiss: It was fine. Her parents' farm in Virginia… You know, she's Senator Reed's daughter, so…

Sydney: You've made your obligations clear; now let me clarify mine: I am obliged to extract unimaginable pain from you the moment you are no longer a valuable source of intel for the CIA. Personally, I hope you don't help us out…
Sloane (amused): I've missed you, Sydney. I really have.

Sloane: Mr. Vaughn…You know, I remember how close you were with Sydney. I'm sure you share my relief in having her back…

Lagravanese (handing Jack a CD): It's a polymorphic worm. Upload it onto the network; it singles out the files you're interested in and corrupts the data so the image can't be fully rendered. (pause) I know, you could kiss me.

Vaughn (looking at Sydney): The guards are gone.
Sydney: Let's do it.

Vaughn (pure gentlemanly, letting Sydney enter the elevator first): After you.

Vaughn: There's no way we can steal "Medusa."
Sydney: We can't let Sark get it, either. We'll have to destroy it. We could still rig the generator to blow.
Vaughn: We do that, this whole sublevel's going with it, we won't have a way out. (pointing) That could be an intake vent. We could crawl inside and get out. We might not make it…
Sydney (hopeful): We might make it.

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