"THE COUNTERAGENT"
Vaughn: You asked me some questions. I told you I'd answer them if you helped me. You did help me and I thank you for that.
Irina: I didn't do it for you.
Vaughn: I'm trying to live a normal life, which was always hard given what I do, but it's gotten harder since I met your daughter. It's not that knowing her hasn't made my life better. It has. But it's also made it that much worse. I think I've said enough.
Irina: The problem, Mr. Vaughn, is that to the one person who matters, you haven't said anything.
Vaughn: Listen, this may not mean anything to you. This may not be something you can understand or appreciate, but we have rules. Very clear and important rules that govern the relationship between a handler and his asset.
Irina: And between a man and a woman?
"PASSAGE PART 1"
Irina: Agent Vaughn has trouble sleeping when you're in the field.
Sydney: I doubt he told you that.
Irina: He didn't have to tell me, I could see it in his eyes. I can see it in yours.
Sydney: Agent Vaughn is my colleague.
Irina: You're so willing to take risks for your country. Why aren't you willing to do the same for your own happiness?
Jack: I hardly think you've earned the right to give anyone relationship advice.
Irina: Jack, Sydney's smart and she's strong, but she's not happy.
Sydney: Okay, wait a second, this-
Jack: And after a twenty-year absence you've gleamed that from the cumulative half-hour you've spent in her presence?
Irina: I knew it the moment I saw her. I'm her mother.
Jack: Your motherhood is a biological fact with no substantive value in Sydney's life!
Sydney: Hey- (to Irina) Stop baiting him. (to Jack) And stop being such an easy target. We're going to be travelling together for the next two days, you can't jump down her throat every time she opens her mouth.
"PHASE ONE"
Vaughn: I'm going to say something, and it will either be obvious to you or seem presumptuous. Either way, I've got to say it… This isn't working. I've been thinking about this for a while. I don't know what the hell to do.
Sydney: What?
Vaughn: I think you know what.
Sydney: I need you to tell me.
Vaughn: You need me to tell you what? That when you're on operations, I can't sleep at night. That when we're in debrief I have to force myself to remember what the hell we're supposed to be reviewing. When all I want to do is kiss you.
Sydney: Sometimes it is hard to remember what we're supposed to be talking about.
Vaughn: That's what I'm talking about. And the thing that makes me crazy every day is that the people who would kill us if we're seen together-the Alliance, SD-6, Sloane-are the very forces that brought you into my life to begin with. What kind of a sick joke is that?
Sydney: So what are you thinking? That maybe we shouldn't be working together?
Vaughn: That's what I was thinking, but then I thought, we are great together.
Sydney: I know.
Vaughn: And the more we work together, the sooner the Alliance gets destroyed.
Sydney: So what are you suggesting? (Weiss enters.)
Weiss: What is this, the flirting corner?
Vaughn: Uh, we're talking.
Weiss: Yeah, I figured that out. Uh, there's a meeting. National security, remember that? It's important... for the people?
Sydney: We'll be right there.
"A FREE AGENT"
Sydney: I'm thinking about leaving the CIA. Which would mean giving up my clearance to see you.
Irina: You're too forgiving, Sydney. Don't pretend I'm something I'm not. I've never been a real mother to you and... you don't owe me a second chance. If you make this decision about me, you're a fool. In fact, if you decide to stay I won't agree to see you anymore… Take care of yourself.
Marshall: (Speaking very fast.) Okay. I'll need taps into all gov networks-NSA, DOD, FBI, CIA. Oh, I'll need a red phone to the president.
Tech Guy: No.
Marshall: That's all right, I just thought I'd ask. I'll need a cryogen air prototype rig. Don't worry, I'll put my own baffles on the heat sync so it won't be too loud.
"ENDGAME"
Weiss: She gave you a drawer, huh?
Vaughn: It was a gesture of convenience.
Weiss: And, uh, what did 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?"