Helen Flynn: Creature of the night, two o'clock.
Danny Hunter: Oh, Foreign Office, get out the garlic.
Danny Hunter: Standby for lift.
Tom Quinn: What? You see that bag? She could have ten devices in there. You still want to go and give her a hug?
Danny Hunter: Bloody Yanks. Everything's a bloody competition.
Tom Quinn: Harry, what do you think?
Harry Pearce: I think all kinds of things.
Danny Hunter: Right ladies and gents, your MC for today is DJ Spookman.
Harry Pearce: I signed up here because I knew who the enemy was and I wanted to fight them. These days the enemy don't even have a flag.
Toby McInnes: At least you knew where they were, I suppose.
Harry Pearce: Gave them something to put over the coffin.
Mary Kane: If you want somethin' done, don't ask a Brit, that's for sure.
Harry Pearce: Mary Kane is a very hot name to drop in Washington right now. They are practically frothing at the mouth for her.
Tom Quinn: So, we know who you are. We know you're friends with Mary Kane. We know what you're up to and who you're targeting Rachel... we even know what coffee you like for God's sake!
Christine Dale: You know the score these days, we're waging a war. No stone unturned, no excuses, no delays. America wants Mary back and America is going to get her. We want our Kodak moment.
Tom Quinn: I thought we were equal partners?
Christine Dale: Well, we are. Which means that you don't get to stand around and mean well, Tom. You actually have to get off your butt sometimes and do exactly what we tell you.
Danny Hunter: How much explosive can you put on a hold-all?
Tom Quinn: Enought to turn this place into ground zero.
Mary Kane: That was unfortunate.
Tom Quinn: Really. Really? Well, here's something else really unfortunate, you'll be on death row by the time you give birth. We found the pregnancy kit by the way, in your rubbish. Blue. Congratulations.
Harry Pearce: Well, assuming she passes vetting, when might you be addressing the microscopic issue that your real name is Tom Quinn and you're a spy.
Ellie Simm: Knew it was too good to last. Tall, dark stranger walks into my life. Has to be a catch somewhere.
Tom Quinn: I am in no mood to schmooze Christine Dale. I rather bite her head off.