Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: [lighting picture on fire]
Chef: Trouble at home?
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: Yeah, I just got dumped at home in the form of a spectacularly written Dear John email.
Chef: Ah, that's life at sea.
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: Well, sprinkle her in the chili if you want.
Sean Cavennaugh: One of your plans have been activated. You're needed in Washington.
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: Which plan?
Sean Cavennaugh: "Threshold". You've just become the most important person on the planet.
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: [arrives with her dog on a leash]
J.T. Baylock: I take it you and Toto have been briefed.
Sean Cavennaugh: Well, here's your red team. Not exactly Charlie's Angles, are they?
Lucas Pegg: My God! Look how it's folding in on itself. It's almost like we're dealing with some kind of higher-dimensional geometry. Maybe occlusal clymen?
Sean Cavennaugh: English, please?
Lucas Pegg: It means I just soiled my boxers.
Arthur Ramsey: What, you don't date guys who are... smarter than you?
Dr. Molly Anne Caffrey: I don't know, I never met one.