Without a Trace (2002–2009)
Poppy Montgomery: Samantha Spade
Samantha : [about a missing person's father] He's barely got a pot to piss in and he's taking his daughter to a $300 dinner on a Saturday night?
Jack Malone : Well, think about it. He abandons her when she's a kid. He doesn't know how to deal with it. Now he wants to be her best friend. It's classic guilt.
Samantha : Is it guilt or romance? You don't go to Carmine's unless it's valentine's day or you're going to propose.
Jack Malone : How would you know?
Samantha : Think a fresh change of clothes will make up for a lost night's sleep?
Jack Malone : Well, if I looked as good as you in black, I wouldn't need to change.
Samantha : [laughs] Jack... your collar.
Jack Malone : You're starting to sound like my wife.
Samantha : You should listen to your wife.
[Sam fixes the mussed collar]
Jack Malone : You do this for Dr. Fred?
Samantha : Sure.
Jack Malone : How is Dr. Fred?
Samantha : Busy and unavailable, just the way I like 'em.
[at a boxing training camp in the Catskills]
Danny : I don't understand why someone would come all the way out here to get in shape. I've got a gym nineteen blocks from my apartment.
Samantha : Your apartment's also in the vicinity of three gentlemen's clubs.
Danny : I like a little variety in my workout.
[Talking about a re-united marriage]
Samantha : So, what do you think their odds are?
[Sam doesn't get an answer]
Samantha : Are you all right?
Jack Malone : Marie and I separated.
Samantha : When?
Jack Malone : Three months ago.
Samantha : Three months.
Jack Malone : Yeah.
Samantha : Well, I don't know what to say.
Jack Malone : Well, you know, we were trying to work it out, and, uh we're in kind of, uh... limbo.
Samantha : I'm going to go home.
[Looking through videos the missing girl made]
Samantha : I've been sitting here all night looking for clues, looking for suspects. I mean, I'm not just seeing her I'm seeing... everything she sees and I keep thinking that if I get to know her maybe that'll help, you know? And then I think maybe I'll get to know her and it won't make any difference at all, it just...
[Starts to cry]
Samantha : ... God, I'm sorry.
[Jack puts a hand on her shoulder]
Jack Malone : This is... well, you're not supposed to get used to this. You're not. When you do... it's time to hang it up.
[Sam is seeing her therapist]
Samantha : So, you see... when a bullet goes in to the thigh, it can lodge in the fascia. That's the, uh, connective tissue. Mine was a through-and-through, which means the bullet went...
Dr. Lisa Harris : I know what it is.
Samantha : Okay, so to answer your question, getting shot felt very much like someone had taken a jackhammer to my leg. A burning hot jackhammer.
Samantha : And you're staring at me.
Dr. Lisa Harris : Samantha... I asked you what it felt like to be shot, and you described, in quite some detail, the physical experience of being wounded. I'm interested in knowing how it felt in other ways.
Samantha : Oh. Why didn't you say that?
Dr. Lisa Harris : Samantha, you were brought here because you were a hostage in a kidnapping, during which you were shot in the leg with your own gun. You were assigned to desk duty, and as soon as you were allowed back on active, you shot and killed two suspects during an investigation.
Samantha : That was a good shooting.
Dr. Lisa Harris : Yes, I read the report.
Samantha : There's a little girl, a violinist, who is missing. I'm sure you've heard. I could help her a lot more if I was out there doing my job.
Dr. Lisa Harris : Well, right now, this is part of your job. And as our time is up I won't keep you. I have you on for Thursday, 8:00 a.m...
Samantha : I can't do Thursday. But I'll call you.
[Going through the missing doctor's med books]
Samantha : Neurology, toxicology, virology.
Martin : The study of viruses.
Samantha : Well, that's not odd, considering he's a doctor.
Martin : Here's some light reading: "Dirty Democracy". "How the U.S. Sends Its Blasphemers to Death", "Why Terrorists Keep Picking on the U.S.", "How the U.S. Has Perverted Dozens of Foreign Elections" and much, much more.
Samantha : All by Colin Blume. From Boston.
Martin : A bit inflammatory, no?
Samantha : Last time I checked we still had freedom of the press.
Martin : Look, I'm not condoning censorship but we've got a profile.
Samantha : Yeah, of a Saudi Arabian Doctor. That's all we have.
Martin : Look, profiles aren't flawless but they exist for a reason. I mean, come on, we use them every day.
[Sam picks up another book]
Samantha : Oh, look, Pediatrics. Maybe he's a pedophile too.
[Jack brings in the Joint Terrorism Task Force in about the Arabic doctor]
Samantha : Jack, I, um... I think you're making a mistake. I think... that you have jumped the gun bringing in JTTF.
Jack Malone : Yeah, well, that's my call.
Samantha : You're right, it is your call. But just... think about it. I mean, after this investigation, do you think Anwar will be able to get a job in his field? Forget the CDC. He'll be lucky if the INS renews his VISA.
Jack Malone : It's not my problem. Look, if any of this is making you uncomfortable I can transfer you to another case.
Samantha : [coldly] No. I can manage.
Martin : How do you know the father took her? Maybe they were kidnapped. Maybe he was killed and then she was taken.
Samantha : Even a psychotic pedophile is unlikely to target a girl traveling with an adult male.
Martin : So without any evidence to suggest this guy was dirty you assume, this is a custody thing or incest.
Jack Malone : Careful, Martin, she's got a thing about men.
Samantha : Oh, the wife's always the last to know.
[Talking about a father-to-be]
Jack Malone : My wife was nuts about all this baby stuff, too. A lot of bedside reading. "Daddy, Who Are"..."Prepping Papa". This guy was really committed.
Samantha : [flatly] Yeah, he's a real saint. Eight-and-a-half months pregnant and she's waiting on him hand and foot.
Jack Malone : She brought him breakfast. He didn't ask her to go downstairs and rotate the tires on his car.
[Looking through office buildings]
Danny : But all we have is an address? Wow, this is some lead. Looks like we're going door to door. I should've brought my bibles.
Samantha : Yeah, I think you're more of an insurance guy. In the meantime, give me the names. I'll, uh, I'll start running them.
Danny : You want them in alphabetical order?
Samantha : Very cute. What are they?
[Looking at a blood-stained car]
Danny : Oh, something definitely happened. If that's her blood, there's only one question: Where'd they dump the body?
Samantha : You are such a pessimist. She could have been assaulted and kidnapped for all we know.
Danny : I bet that's what you told the cops, right?
[about murdered internet-daters]
Samantha : Any luck?
Eric Keller : Actually, we've been too lucky. Our ladies have had more dates in the last two weeks than all of them combined in the last two years.
Samantha : Got a list for me?
[Eric digs out a folded sheet of notebook paper]
Samantha : Ooh. Very official. Can you get me a bit more background on any of these guys?
Eric Keller : I'll see what we can do.
Samantha : Okay.
[Sam starts to leave, but turns back around]
Samantha : You know... you don't look too bad yourself.
Eric Keller : Thanks.
Samantha : But for a detective, your investigating skills are pretty poor. I didn't let my hair grow; I cut it.
Eric Keller : Uh, Yeah.
Martin : Samantha... you, uh, you got time to grab a drink?
Samantha : Oh, I've... I-I told Keller I'd meet him. But, I mean, you're welcome to come with us if...
Martin : No, no, that's all right. No, you guys go ahead. Thanks.
Samantha : Okay, well, maybe some other time?
Martin : Yeah, some other time.
[about a missing vet's war medals]
Jack Malone : Distinguished service medal... Bronze Star... Purple Heart... Silver Star... Vietnam Service Medal... Liberation of Kuwait.
Samantha : Are they in order of importance?
Jack Malone : Uh... no. If they were, it would be Silver Star first, then Bronze Star. It appears that they're in chronological order. Maybe the timeline of his career.
Samantha : Well, then I think I know how his career ends. His service pistol's missing.
[Sam has been shot during a hostage situation]
Barry Mashburn : [to Richard] Where'd you get the gun?
Richard : [points and stutters trying not give Sam away] It was... I-I... it was over there. I don't know. It was there.
Barry Mashburn : [to Richard] You the cop?
Richard : [scoffs] If I was, I'd have taken you out five hours ago.
Barry Mashburn : All right, who's the cop? Huh?
[Barry starts to swing his gun around]
Samantha : [shouts] I am! I'm FBI.
Barry Mashburn : [disbelieving] No way.
[Staking out the father of two 'kidnappers']
Martin : Doesn't look like he needs any more money. He's probably just protecting his kids.
Samantha : Yeah, remind me not to have any.
Martin : They don't all turn out to be psychopathic kidnappers, you know.
Samantha : Let me guess - 2.2, white picket fence, golden retriever.
Martin : Yeah, maybe. Something like that.
Samantha : Not for me. Not in this world.
[Sam has been put on leave after the shooting]
Martin : Hey, what are you doing here?
Samantha : I forgot something.
Samantha : The kids are all right?
Martin : That's what Roger Daltry says.
Samantha : [smiles] Right. Yeah.
Martin : Get some sleep, will you?
Samantha : Yeah, I just got to... find the thing that I forgot... before.
Martin : Right.
Samantha : Yeah.
Martin : Okay.
Samantha : Goodnight.
Martin : G'Night.
[Martin starts to head for the door]
Samantha : Martin?
[Martin stops and turns around]
Samantha : You know how you said we should get a drink sometime?
Martin : Yeah?
Samantha : I could really use a drink.
Martin : Well... nothing worse than a beautiful woman drinking alone.
[about a missing priest]
Samantha : So maybe he's really good at keeping secrets... or he just doesn't trust his coworkers.
[Sam sends Vivian the "Look"]
Jack Malone : I talked to Schmidt in OPR. You can go back into the field, under one condition.
Samantha : What?
Jack Malone : We want you to see the in-house counselor.
Samantha : "We?"
Jack Malone : Okay, me.
Samantha : No.
Jack Malone : Samantha, you may not think that I'm the best person qualified to talk to you about this... But this kind of event can have long-term fallout, and you've got to deal with it.
Samantha : I just feel like you've lost faith in me.
Jack Malone : Nobody has lost faith in you. Least of all me.
[Sam is going to Palm Springs with Martin on assignment]
Samantha : I might be reading too much into this, but there's, um... no hidden message in you sending me on vacation to Palm Springs, is there?
Jack Malone : What kind of message?
Samantha : Like, maybe I'm just getting back to work, and you're trying to get me out of your hair.
Jack Malone : You are... reading too much into this. You should just take it for what it is: In-flight movie and a little bit of sun... and a chance to interview a convicted felon and a potential murderer. Enjoy.
[about missing con-artist]
Martin : It doesn't seem like you kill somebody for ripping you off on a painting.
Samantha : Certainly not those people. They'd probably just refill your iced tea. You know, it sounds more to me like Whitney knew she was going to get caught, and she ran. I'm driving.
[Sam's cell goes off]
Martin : No, I've seen you drive.
Samantha : I'm driving.
Martin : Oh, where's the airbag?
Samantha : [into phone] Hello? Oh, yeah, look, I'm really sorry about that. I kind of got busy. Yeah, Thursday at seven sounds great. Okay, I'll see you then.
Martin : Hot date?
Samantha : Yeah, with my federally funded therapist.
Martin : [Martin has just found out about Jack and Samantha's past affair] I guess old feelings die hard.
Samantha : They don't die, they just... fade. And then you feel bad that they faded becuase you wonder... you wonder what they meant when you had them.
Martin : Well, I guess if they didn't fade, there... there wouldn't be room for new ones.
[Martin slowly smiles at her, she equally slowly smiles back]
Samantha : No, I guess there wouldn't.
Samantha : Well, you just got your head handed to you.
Martin : Wouldn't be the first time.
Samantha : I guess some things around here won't change to much.
Martin : I was thinking some things will, though.
Samantha : What do you mean?
Martin : [quietly] I mean you and me. We, um, sort of got interrupted this morning.
Samantha : Yeah, we did.
Martin : [smiles] I'll walk out ahead of you.
Samantha : [quickly] Okay.
Samantha : Are you wearing a wire?
Vivian : It's not a wire. It's a halter monitor for my heart. I went to see a doctor a while back and he's been running some tests. Look, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't say anything to anyone about this, at least until I find out more about it myself.
Vivian : I mean, even Martin.
Samantha : [interrogating a suspect] Did you charge a plane ticket to Houston four months ago?
Samantha : And then again two months ago, and then *again* last week?
[suspect nods nervously]
Martin : And did you run into this guy while you were there?
[shows her a picture of a suspect]
Martin : Lives in a suburb outside of Houston. Loves boats, loves to steal people off of boats.
[Sam's working on the man with two lives case]
Vivian : What are you doing?
Samantha : Trying to figure out who was following our "Prince Charming".
Vivian : Don't judge the guy. It sounds like he was really trapped.
Samantha : It's called divorce. What is with you people?
Vivian : You're taking it a little personally.
Samantha : You go to a lawyer, he draws up the papers, you sign them, you swallow your regret, and you move on.
Vivian : And of course you're speaking from experience.