The Safe House - Wiretaps

Sydney: Vaughn's wife...What's she like?
Weiss: I don't know if you really wanna hear this. When Vaughn heard that you were dead? Syd, he... he dropped off the face of the earth. I mean, literally, Syd, he... he was... he was out of the country for, like, six months, and... You need to know that he wasn't cavalier about moving on. I mean, I could barely even convince him to consider coming back to the Agency.
Sydney (surprised): He's thinking about coming back?
Weiss: Well... you don't have to worry about that, 'cause that's not gonna happen.
Sydney: Because of me... because I came back, right?

Sydney: Where was I buried?
Jack: You were cremated. Vaughn spread your ashes at sea.

Vaughn (dismissing his class): N'oubliez pas lundi soir "les 400 coups", en joue à la Cinémathèque. D'autre part, c'est une version sans sous-titres. So, if you guys didn't understand what I just said... good luck on the quiz...
Sydney: You're a French teacher, huh?
Vaughn: Yeah.
Sydney: I know that you're thinking about coming back... to the Agency. On the off chance that your hesitation is out of some courtesy to me, I... you can forget about it. I... I mean... I can handle you being there. So, don't worry about me.
Vaughn: The other day you said I gave up on us because I didn't have faith; that somehow you didn't mean enough to me.
Sydney: When I said that, I was...
Vaughn: No, let me finish. After you died, I used to talk to you... like you were still around. Literally, out loud, whole conversations about... about nothing. The weather... Should I get a new car? Should... should I have another drink? Then one day... you started answering. I mean, I could hear you in my head... like you were right next to me, Sydney. And although rationally I knew I was a guy who... stayed up nights... drinking, talking to his dead girlfriend... Still, I couldn't stop. So, before you tell me you can handle my coming back to the CIA, there are two things you need to know: First... is that I was so in love with you... it nearly killed me. And second... that I don't regret moving on with my life.

Jack (to Sloane): A world relief organization... the sheer audacity of your alleged turnaround would be laughable, if you weren't so dangerous.

Jack: Personally, I would have found it anticlimactic... that after expecting to assemble a weapon of ultimate power, you ended up with a revelation you could have acquired from a fortune cookie.
Sloane: Always the atheist, Jack. Hmm... I've missed you.

Jack: Because every morally questionable thing I have ever done has been to protect Sydney. You don't have the same excuse.
Sloane: Really? I investigated Sydney's death, too. This file contains all the leads I pursued... mostly dead ends. I'm hoping you'll find something in it that's useful. I trust that you will look at it... before you dismiss it outright.
Jack: Should I take this as your official denial of any involvement in Sydney's disappearance?
(Sloane nods.)
Jack: Then, you've just made the worst mistake of your life, because... I'm going to bury you.

Sydney: Mr Sark. I wanted a word before you get traded.
Sark: Dear God, it can't possibly be you...
Sydney: Don't start this conversation by acting surprised that I'm alive.
Sark: Sydney... you know how highly I regard your abilities as an operative, but... even I didn't think you were capable of cheating death once your remains had been identified... which begs the question... if it wasn't your body they removed from the ashes... whose was it?

Sydney: That explosion in my apartment was a cover up... to make the CIA believe I was dead. What I believe is that Sloane abducted me, I think you know why... but you failed to mention that in your confession.
Sark: If I'm to understand what you're saying, you have no idea where you've been for the last two years. None. (laughing in amazement) Unbelievable! I'm sorry, I... I don't mean to laugh, I'm just... I'm...I'm speechless. Look, Sydney, if Sloane had intended to abduct you, I wasn't privy to it.

Dixon (to Lindsay): You son of a bitch!

Lindsay: If you're finished... this is the men's room.
Sydney: Who let you in?

(Jack and Irina are conversing over instant messenger.)
Irina types: Miss you.
Jack hesitates, then types: Miss you, too.

Sydney (to Dixon): Look, I'm not gonna pretend that it isn't hard losing Vaughn... Do I still have feelings for him? Of course I do. But finding out that he...
Dixon (making her aware of another person in the room): Sydney. This is Lauren Reed.

Lauren: You should know, in addition to being the new NSC liaison, I'm also Michael Vaughn's wife.
Sydney (stunned): Hi...

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