The Safe House - Wiretaps

Vaughn: There was a fire at your apartment. (Cut to flashback.) Will survived... but you... They found remains. The DNA... was a match. You were dead. (pause) You were dead.
Sydney: And... you got married.
Vaughn: I did. They asked me to come to Hong Kong... the Agency. They thought it would be best if you were reintroduced by someone from your life before.
Sydney: They could have sent my father. He's CIA, he's from my life before.
Vaughn: I can't answer that. I chose not to stay with the CIA after your death.
Sydney: You're not with the Agency?
Vaughn: No... I'm a teacher.
Sydney: This is, um... gonna take me a while.
Vaughn: They want me to bring you back. I mean, you can imagine what kind of investigation's being called...
Sydney: Hell of a way to wake up. How much time do I have before I have to go?
Vaughn (looking at his watch): They said they want you back...
(Sydney's suddenly attacking Vaughn.)
Sydney: I don't know who the hell you are, but you are not Vaughn, you son of a bitch! Tell me who the hell you're working for... is it Sloane?! Tell me you're working for Sloane!

Sydney: Dixon... What happened to me?
Dixon: We don't know.
Sydney: Where's my father? Or my mom... I mean, have you heard from her since Mexico City? Vaughn said Will's alive. If, if there was a fire in my apartment, if he thought I was dead, how did Will survive? And where is he?
Dixon: Sydney...
Sydney: And Francie... is she dead? Did they find her body, too?
Dixon: You have a million questions, I understand...
Sydney: I have a lot more than a million questions! I wish I only had a million questions!

Weiss: How you feelin'?
Sydney: I'm okay. You look great... You lost weight?
Weiss: Oh, thanks, yeah. I sort of gave up all the foods that I enjoy. I'm miserable, but I look really good.

Marshall (to Sydney): Excuse me. Excuse me, hello? Hi... Sydney, uh... (talking slowly) I'm Marshall Flinkman. I work here. Tech design and operations here?

Marshall (reading poem): I've lost my keys, where are they? It's, uh... it's a metaphor.

Sydney (reacting to Dixon and Lindsay arguing over Sydney's reinstatement): Okay, excuse me... I'm standing right here!

Jack (to Sydney): I became obsessed with your death; with finding those responsible. And at a certain point in my pursuit, I needed help. So I contacted the one person I believed I could trust, given the circumstances... your mother.

Jack (to Sydney): Michael Vaughn is just a boy who was never good enough for you.

Jack: You probably know this, but I love you.
Sydney: I love you, too.

Sydney: I don't know what to do, I... everything's wrong, everything's upside down...

Sloane: Sydney, just... try and remember the bond that we had between us, you and I. I loved you like a daughter; I loved you. And even you would admit there were times, I would see it in your eyes, you looked at me like I was your... (Sydney's attacking him.)

Sloane (to Sydney): Remember the Rambaldi device. The machine designed 500 years ago by a prophet. All I did was bring all the pieces together and have it assembled. And when I turned it on, it delivered a message, as I suspected it would. I wasn't prepared for what it said. The message was just one word, one simple word: Peace.

Sydney's contact: A sedan... armored, of course... with a protective detail. Sydney, if you want to stop that car, you will need, er... backup.
Sydney: No, I don't. But I will need clothes.

Vaughn: I came by to see how you were.
Sydney: Are you kidding me?!
Vaughn: No, I... just wanted to make sure that you...
Sydney: You didn't come here to see how I am... you came here to see how you are, because you know in your heart what you did... you wanna make sure you're okay.
Vaughn: I buried you. Consider that for...
Sydney (cutting him off): Don't use rational thought as a defense with me. I mean, not after all you and I have seen. Vaughn, you and I live and breathe madness every day on the job... there is no... rational thought! I can't even pretend to have a conversation about anything else with you. What it comes down to is faith! What I was hoping you would say is, "Sydney I gave up; I gave up on us. I lost faith." But what you came here for... was closure... and there is not a chance you are getting that from me! I'm not gonna say I understand... I'm not gonna sympathize with you and tell you how hard it must be for you... But you wanna know how I am? I am horrible, Vaughn, I am ripped apart! And not because I lost you... but because... if it had been me... I would have waited. I would have found the truth, I wouldn't have given up on you. And now I realize... what an absolute waste that would've been!

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