- Sydney Bristow: I just wanted to rip his finger right off again. Does that make me a bad person?
- Michael Vaughn: [chuckles] No. But it might have blown your cover.
- Sydney Bristow: You think?
- Sydney Bristow: What is that?
- Will Tippin: What?
- Sydney Bristow: Is that a hickey?
- Will Tippin: No. What? Oh my God, I have to go to a meeting.
- Sydney Bristow: Wait, you know, I actually have cover-up.
- Will Tippin: Do you have enough?
- Sydney Bristow: Yeah, I've got enough.
- Will Tippin: It's very embarrassing.
- Sydney Bristow: The fact that I saw or just because it's there at all?
- Will Tippin: No, look at me. I look like I am 15 years old.
- Sydney Bristow: That's about the age of your intern.
- Will Tippin: When I said 15, I knew you would say...
- Sydney Bristow: Did the Clinton Administration teach you nothing?
- Will Tippin: I am not married, I...
- Sydney Bristow: Don't start defending your thing with Jenny. She's not in your league and you know it.
- Will Tippin: Who's in my league? What league? Show me a league and I'll buy a ticket, I'll go to the meetings and I will try and find those people. Where are they?
- Michael Vaughn: Yeah. Last week, when you talked about quitting SD-6
- Sydney Bristow: I was being naive.
- Michael Vaughn: No, but, um, what you said about wanting to go to a hockey game... wanting me to be part of your life... I, uh, I think I wasn't clear about something.
- [pause]
- Michael Vaughn: That it would be nice to be in public with you, to actually get to look at you. Grab a pizza or go to a hockey game. I-I just... I wasn't clear that I would really like that, too.
- Marcus Dixon: [Sydney is sliding across a wire between two buildings] How's it hanging, Syd?
- Sydney Bristow: Very funny.
- Michael Vaughn: Are you okay?
- Sydney Bristow: [touching her cheek] It's nothing, I'm just little bruised.
- Michael Vaughn: I can't really tell.
- Sydney Bristow: That's because I am wearing like a pound of cover-up.
- Marshall Flinkman: So, you want to hack into casino? Well, you remember how tight security was in that Siberian silo a couple years ago? Cakewalk compared to Vegas. I mean, casino security is like an onion; it's layer after layer after layer, and the more you peel back, the more you want to cry. Face recognition, video surveillance... The only way to get inside the system is to splice directly into one of the fiber-optic cables, but any interruption in the feed will alert security. Except, the one thing nobody else has but you, is me...
- Jack Bristow: When you asked me the other day about school, I couldn't help you. I... I'm out of practice when it comes to, uh... personal matters.
- Sydney Bristow: Dad, I'm in no rush.
- Jack Bristow: Believing your mother was a professor may have influenced you somewhat but the decision to go back to school was yours. And I'd trust that. I think that, uh, if you stick with it... you could become the kind of teacher your students will always remember.
- Sydney Bristow: Thank you.
- Sydney Bristow: Did the guy from your office end up reporting you?
- Michael Vaughn: Haladki? Yeah, he did. But Devlin only slapped me on the wrist. Even though going into SD-6 without clearance wasn't exactly constitutional. I was kinda hoping that Haladki will get nailed for snitching. I guess we kinda broke even on this one.
- Sydney Bristow: Last week, I was ready to leave SD-6 but maybe I was focused on the wrong place. I think maybe I only went to grad school because Mom did. She was a teacher, so I always thought that was something I wanted to do. But now that I know it was just her cover, and that it didn't mean anything to her, I'm thinking I should just drop it.
- [while discussing the attack on FTL and SD-6]
- Marcus Dixon: What you are saying is that FTL no longer exists?
- Marshall Flinkman: Uhm, sorry, stupid question but since FTL is, sorry, was our enemy for like ever, shouldn't we be drinking champagne?
- Francie Calfo: Okay, the next time that Charlie and I go to breakfast with our parents, remind me that mimosas are verboten.
- Sydney Bristow: Oh, God, today was a big brunch.
- Will Tippin: They didn't get along?
- Francie Calfo: Oh, we wish. They got along so well they are going on a vacation together.
- Sydney Bristow: Ew.
- Francie Calfo: Yeah.
- Will Tippin: What's wrong with that? That's nice.
- Francie Calfo: That is a making of a disaster. They are going without us and they are going to plan a whole wedding.
- Sydney Bristow: I decided to leave the program, and I need your signature to drop the course.
- Professor Choy: Why?
- Sydney Bristow: I've been just wearing myself too thin, trying to finish the program and do my job. And you were so right when you said that work was getting in the way here. But the fact is, I'm not sure I want to be a teacher anymore.
- Professor Choy: Sydney, you are one of the best students I've ever had. That's it. That's my pep talk. But I heard you; think about it a little more before you make your final decision.
- [gives her her A-rated essay]
- Sydney Bristow: Will, I don't know what to do.
- Will Tippin: Are you sure it's the same Charlie?
- Sydney Bristow: Yes. Francie is gonna be devastated.
- Will Tippin: It's just... this just doesn't make any sense. I mean, I don't... I don't understand. I mean, who the hell lives a double life like this?
- Sydney Bristow: [reassuring] There are people.
- Will Tippin: Yeah, I guess.
- Sydney Bristow: How am I gonna tell her?
- Will Tippin: OK, let me make you a suggestion. Make sure she is sitting down and make sure she is very drunk. Yeah, you gotta make her sloshed because this is really gonna hurt.
- [about Sloane's congratulations to the SD-6 personnel after Cole's attack]
- Sydney Bristow: I felt sick... all those people, standing there, patriots, believing they work for the U.S. Government, none of them realize that the information they gather is being used by heartless men like Arvin Sloane, for an organization that would trade their lives for a profit in a heart beat.
- Francie Calfo: What's in the bag and where are you off to this time?
- Sydney Bristow: Vegas.
- Francie Calfo: Vegas! What was I just saying? Where should we go?
- Charlie Bernard: After that brunch, Vegas isn't far enough.
- Francie Calfo: I'm serious. Look, that's our cue. We could just go tonight.
- Sydney Bristow: W-w-wait. This is not a vacation for me. I mean, there's this public relations conference and...
- Francie Calfo: Sydney, we don't need you to babysit.
- Sydney Bristow: What I mean is I'd want to hang out with you guys. Just wait a week. We'll all go together.
- Francie Calfo: Was coming to Vegas the greatest idea or what? Hey, check it out. There's a wedding chapel.
- Charlie Bernard: Aw, come on.
- Francie Calfo: Why not? I mean, just think about it. Just us. No parents. No hassle.
- Sydney Bristow: You and I are friends, Charlie, so you know I have nothing against you going into this, but I swear to God, if you marry Francie without telling her what you've been up to, I will kill you.
- Charlie Bernard: Sydney...
- Sydney Bristow: No discussion. You don't tell her, and I will. Got it?
- Sark: [Just after shooting K-Directorate head Ilyich Ivankov, when Ivankov rejected his deal] Congratulations comrade Kessar. You have just inherited control of the indestructible K-Directorate.
- David McNeil: Three doors past the bathroom on the first floor is the door to the computer room. The pass code is 4747.