Kathryn St. Jean: Don't ever fuck with my marriage again.
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Kathryn St. Jean: Don't ever fuck with my marriage again.
Kathryn St. Jean: It's been a while since we had a traitor to dinner. At least knowingly.
Freddie Smalls: This is why you don't date someone from SIGINT. They're fucking insane.
George Woodhouse: I understand this is not the casual dinner you'd prefer. Kathryn St. Jean: Yeah, it's an unusual group. Data-scraper, two agents, and the in-house shrink. What are we hunting this time? George Woodhouse: Severus. Kathryn St. Jean: And you believe one of them took it? George Woodhouse: Possibly. Kathryn St. Jean: It's been a while since we had a traitor to dinner. At least knowingly.
Kathryn St. Jean: Now I don't mind what you two did. You saved lives. But don't ever fuck with my marriage again.
Clarissa Dubose: When you can lie about everything, when you can deny everything, how do you tell the truth about anything?
Kathryn St. Jean: We have a game. Col. James Stokes: Ah, shit. Really? Dr. Zoe Vaughan: I don't think I'm willing to submit to this. Kathryn St. Jean: And here's how it works. We go around the table and George will ask each one of you a question, and if you get it wrong, you lose. Dr. Zoe Vaughan: This is inappropriate. Kathryn St. Jean: And the loser, Kathryn St. Jean: doesn't get up from the table. Clarissa Dubose: For fuck's sake! Col. James Stokes: Are you out of your mind! Clarissa Dubose: The two of you, I swear to god! Dr. Zoe Vaughan: I'm leaving. Kathryn St. Jean: Sit down. Freddie Smalls: You are cordially invited to an evening of fun and games with George and Kathryn.
Freddie Smalls: This is why you can't date a SIGINT. They're all fucking insane.
George Woodhouse: Avoid the Chana Masala. Contains a healthy amount of DZM-5. Kathryn St. Jean: Darling, you may not dose our guests. George Woodhouse: One of them is a liar. I want to know which.
Kathryn St. Jean: I wonder if it's possible you went just a bit heavy on the DZM-5? George Woodhouse: I may well have. Kathryn St. Jean: Did you see what you needed to see? George Woodhouse: I don't know yet. That was the rock, now I watch the ripples.
Dr. Zoe Vaughan: Fine! I've got nothing to hide. George Woodhouse: Then we'll start with you. When did you first sleep with Freddie? Col. James Stokes: Oh, that's just gross. Clarissa Dubose: Sick! George Woodhouse: My apologies. That was ungentlemanly, but necessary.
Kathryn St. Jean: Life-Cell-Zone-Lock. That's the trace login. He's moving. Mr. Green: What is this, my birthday? Kathryn St. Jean: Can you get it approved quickly? Mr. Green: To keep Severus from getting out? Speed of light. Kathryn St. Jean: I'll owe you. Mr. Green: Really, why do you care? Kathryn St. Jean: It's a private agenda. Mr. Green: That's not really an answer. Kathryn St. Jean: One of our people is compromised. Drone strike resets everything. Mr. Green: Just Kulikov, or am I taking anybody else out with this? Kathryn St. Jean: It's a fucking gift from heaven. Do you want it or not? Mr. Green: Yes, we want it. It's just... I'm getting my arms around the global. Kathryn St. Jean: He's traveling across Poland for the next three hours. Don't wait.
Arthur Stieglitz: Find the leak! Methods won't be questioned.
Freddie Smalls: You've heard about Meacham. He's dead. Coronary. George Woodhouse: When? Freddie Smalls: Last night. George Woodhouse: I just saw him! Freddie Smalls: People always say that. A little young for a heart attack, don't you think? George Woodhouse: Yes. Freddie Smalls: Do you know what he was working on? George Woodhouse: No. I need to see Kathryn. Freddie Smalls: She's got Stieglitz in there, you might wanna...
Freddie Smalls: Shall we get this over with? I get it, why you went with him. George Woodhouse: Yes? Freddie Smalls: James is the smart play. Young, aggressive, and, how shall we say... uncompromised. George Woodhouse: I'd always hoped it would be you. Freddie Smalls: I drink too much, I fuck too much and I owe more than I'm worth. George Woodhouse: Pills are becoming a problem as well. Freddie Smalls: I'm so glad I can confide in you, George.
Col. James Stokes: I thought it was just me. Clarissa Dubose: We all did. Freddie Smalls: So where's this fucking dinner? George Woodhouse: I didn't cook. Kathryn St. Jean: We have a game. Col. James Stokes: Ah, shit. Really? Dr. Zoe Vaughan: I don't think I'm willing to submit to this. Kathryn St. Jean: And here's how it works. We go around the table and George will ask each one of you a question, and if you get it wrong, you lose. Dr. Zoe Vaughan: This is inappropriate. Kathryn St. Jean: And the loser, Kathryn St. Jean: doesn't get up from the table. Clarissa Dubose: For fuck's sake! Col. James Stokes: Are you out of your mind? Clarissa Dubose: The two of you, I swear to God! Dr. Zoe Vaughan: I'm leaving. Kathryn St. Jean: Sit down. Freddie Smalls: You are cordially invited to an evening of fun and games with George and Kathryn.
