- Henry McCord: I don't want to work for a competing Department of government.
- Elizabeth McCord: State and Defense don't compete. We, we compare and contrast expertise often in an openly hostile manner.
- Elizabeth McCord: [At the sight of Henry repairing gutters in a light snow] Well, there's a sight that never gets old. You know, if men knew how sexy they looked fixing stuff, they'd never stop.
- Henry McCord: I can't feel my hands.
- Blake Moran: Sorry. We've been calling since this morning, but, uh... we didn't have any signal. What's that smell?
- Nadine Tolliver: We have good news. They reached an agreement in Brussels to solve the Greek debt crisis.
- Elizabeth McCord: Oh, thank God. And horse crap.
- Nadine Tolliver: I beg your pardon.
- Elizabeth McCord: That's what that smell is.
- Blake Moran: Oh.
- Henry McCord: Well, another global depression avoided. Lunch?
- Elizabeth McCord: [Trying to force her suitcase closed, she smashes her hand while sitting on it] Ow! Ow, ah! Dammit!
- Henry McCord: Are you okay? What is happening?
- Elizabeth McCord: Will you please sit on my suitcase while I close it?
- Henry McCord: Can you say that again in a slow, sexy voice?
- Elizabeth McCord: [Explaining to the team why Blake was out drinking with his counterparts for the German government] Blake was on a fact finding mission for me last night. Although the public urination was his idea.
- Blake Moran: Nature calls the same in any language.
- Matt Mahoney: Wait. So you were talking to her the whole time.
- Blake Moran: Except for the part when I was in a lockup with a skinhead and a mime.
- Nadine Tolliver: Ma'am. These trade craft episodes would work even better if you would fill us all in.
- Elizabeth McCord: No. That's actually the opposite of how they work.
- Chancellor Frieda Schulz: Sir. You and your Secretary of State are not part of this meeting.
- President Conrad Dalton: We are now.
- Chancellor Frieda Schulz: What I mean is, you are not welcome.
- Elizabeth McCord: Oh. We'll get over it.
- Henry McCord: [about their decision to sell the farm] We gotta tell the kids.
- Elizabeth McCord: Yeah, you do. It's gonna be rough. They love it here. We're not ruining their lives, are we?
- Henry McCord: If we haven't ruined their lives already, believe me, this isn't gonna do it.
- Elizabeth McCord: Okay. But, if anybody starts crying, can I say that it was your idea?
- Henry McCord: My-? Okay. Sure.
- Alison McCord: [Walks out the front door] Hey, guys. I drew the short straw. So, I get to tell you that we're all really bored and wondering if we can cut this weekend short and head home?
- Elizabeth McCord: [after Alison goes back inside, she and Henry exchange looks] Okay, it can be my idea.
- Henry McCord: A religious scholar teaching at the National War College? There's only so much cognitive dissonance I can handle.
- Elizabeth McCord: How did you get water pressure up to the second floor?
- Henry McCord: Mad skills. I called a plumber.