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Michael: Don't make a move unless things go bad.
Sam: And if things go bad?
Michael: Well, it was nice seeing you guys again.
Michael: Guys, guys! I have a loaded machine pistol in my hand and I have no idea what I'm doing!
Lee: So when we find Jesse we're suppose to just, what, share him?
Michael: [as cover ID Mr Turner] That's what we learned in kindergarten.
Michael: [voice-over] First contact with the police is critical: it can mean the difference between the start of negotiations or the start of an armed assault.
Michael: [answers the phone] Fi.
Fiona: Lucky you, Michael. You're sitting on the money. Nick has a floor safe under the carpet in the conference room. Just crack open that puppy and come on our with your hands up.
Michael: It won't be that easy, Fi. Sam and I are on the hook as accomplices now.
Fiona: Seriously, Michael? You have to stop doing favors for Sam. Have you requested a getaway vehicle?
Michael: It's on the way.
Fiona: Well, you're going to need a diversion, and judging from the police turnout it's going to have to be a big one.
Michael: Fi, if there ever was a time to pull out all the stops, this is it.
Fiona: Michael, I never thought I'd hear you say those words. [hangs up and opens her trunk, speaking to the con-artist tied up in it] Move over. You're lying on my C4.
Kendra: Why are you after me?
Michael: And here I was think it was the other way around. Why don't you come back down so we can have a nice little chat?
Kendra: A little chat with a guy who tried to grab me in an alley?
Michael: A couple of days ago you tried to kill me.
Kendra: Touché.
Fiona: I wish our phone conversations were as flirty.
Michael: She threatened to kill me.
Fiona: I can do that.
Jesse: [loading a van] Another bag? What, is this every explosive you own?
Fiona: Ha! You don't know me very well.
Michael: [voice-over] Interrogating a hostile witness is like proposing marriage. You want to get it right the first try. So you don't settle until you find the perfect spot. You take special care to set the right ambiance and set the mood. And then you wait for the best moment to pop the question.
Jesse: [dragging a trunk with a captive in it] Even a day at the beach isn't a day at the beach with you people.
Fiona: [after Jesse hits Russian spy with pistol] This was my idea! I should have gotten to hit him!
Fiona: [slaps Michael] You know what I did tonight? I destroyed evidence that would have led Jesse to finding out you burned him.
Michael: Thank you. [stops Fiona from slapping him again] Fi. Fi! What we're doing is worth it. This is bigger than one person's career. There's so many people out there –
Fiona: I can't stand lying to Jesse. I can't stand watching you keep this secret like it's nothing! I can't stand what you're turning into.
Michael: Which is what?
Fiona: Someone who only cares about the idea of people. He doesn't give a damn about the ones who have his back every single day.
Michael: You know me better than that.
Fiona: I used to think so.
Sam: Where there's smoke, there's Fi.
Fiona: Sometimes you have to be your own white knight.
Jesse: Just goes to show. Payback is a...
[Fiona enters, very disheveled]
Michael: Fiona...
Fiona: You should see the other guy.
Madeline: Jesse, this might be one of those things. Fiona and Michael love each other and they hate each other, but it's always each other.
Michael: [voice-over] In the jungle, the first warning that a predator is approaching is silence. When violence is imminent, animals instinctively know that keeping quiet and still is their best shot at survival. Prison's a lot like the jungle. Silence is not a good sign. Averted eyes, stockpiled food, and guys wearing heavy coats on a warm day also indicate trouble's on the way.
Fiona: [referring to Michael's prison uniform] That's not a great color on you.
Michael: Great to see you too, Fi.
Michael: [voice-over] Every environment has its rules and customs, and your survival often depends on knowing them. In Russia, you never refuse vodka, in Pakistan, you always clear your dinner plate, and in prison, you're careful about making eye contact. Too little eye contact, and you become a victim. Too much eye contact, and you become a threat. Either way, you're never more than a couple of blinks away from getting a shiv in your back.
Michael: [voice-over] Spies spend plenty of time with sociopaths and criminals, but sometimes it's even more dangerous to hang out with their victims. Letting your emotions get the best of you can threaten the entire operation.
Fiona: You smoked an entire pack in an hour. You have any idea how bad that is for you?
Madeline: It's probably better for my health than waiting around for some burned spy with a grudge.
Michael: [voice-over] One simple but effective trick for identifying a tail is known in the spy trade as running errands. You drive to different locations and stop, going about ordinary business in areas with open parking lots while your team follows, keeping track of the cars at each stop. It doesn't matter how good your tail is. At a certain point, they're going to pop up more than once.
Jesse: I don't know what you just volunteered me for. I'm not getting mixed up in anything Michael's got going on.
Fiona: Jesse, we lied about what we did to you. We didn't lie about who we are.
Vaughn: One minute. Then you never have to see me again, ever, if you don't want to.
Fiona: Next time you show up unannounced, nobody will ever see you again.
Fiona: [referring to Natalie] I still hate that we're going on this heist with her.
Michael: Fi, we can't always pick our teammates in the field.
Fiona: I am not a spy. I can't pretend someone doesn't make my skin crawl.
Michael: [voice-over] National intelligence agencies and local law enforcement work together more often than you might think. Most metropolitan police stations have an office called a fusion center where classified intel is collected in one place. It's a great resource if you need information fast. Unfortunately, it does involve breaking into a police station.
Michael: I thought you hated the idea of me working for the government again.
Fiona: Oh, I do. But I want you to have a choice.
Michael: You want me to have the choice, but you want me to choose to turn it down? Either way, don't we end up at the same place?
Fiona: Michael, I hope you're never in a situation where your survival depends on your ability to understand relationships. You'll be dead in seconds.
Michael: [voice-over] A career in law enforcement tends to make for a cynical outlook on life. Where spies spend their careers telling lies, cops spend their careers listening to them.
Michael: [referring to Vaughn] His organization has never faced this kind of exposure before. I imagine he'll marshal all of his forces and send them this way.
Sam: So, the gates of hell will open...
Jesse: The apocalypse will be upon us...
Fiona: And everyone we know and love will be in danger of becoming very dead.
Madeline: So what else is new?
Michael: Everything okay, Fi?
Fiona: We used to talk about where we were going, what we wanted our lives to be. And now the only time we talk about our future is when someone's coming to end it.
Jesse: Listen to me: if you go back out there, you know what's going to happen.
Fiona: Yeah, I'm going.
Jesse: What happened to all that wisdom about you and Mike having different priorities?
Fiona: Well, screw wisdom! I belong out there with him, for better or worse.
Jesse: It's probably going to be for worse.
Fiona: Well, I knew that the moment I met him. Goodbye, Jesse.
Fiona: I want to know what this means in the end. Who wins? 'Cause honestly, I feel, however this turns out, I lose.
Michael: Maybe this isn't your fight, Fi. Just because it's my path doesn't mean it's yours.
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