Robert Hanssen: Can't trust a woman in a pants suit. Men wear the pants. The world doesn't need anymore Hillary Clintons.
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Robert Hanssen: Can't trust a woman in a pants suit. Men wear the pants. The world doesn't need anymore Hillary Clintons.
Robert Hanssen: I wrote a program last night using just ones and zeros, just to see if I could do it.
Robert Hanssen: Eventually I would appreciate an escape plan. Nothing lasts forever.
Eric O'Neill: I never misread anybody this bad before. Except maybe you.
Robert Hanssen: Start with Linux A-B servers, which puts us into Red Hat.
Robert Hanssen: It doesn't really matter; the judgement of other men... I know what I've done.
Robert Hanssen: The "why" doesn't mean a thing, does it?
Robert Hanssen: The perks go to the guys who play the game, the ones who politick.
Robert Hanssen: Can't trust a woman in a pants suit. Men wear the pants. The world doesn't need anymore Hillary Clintons.
Robert Hanssen: I wrote a program last night using just ones and zeros, just to see if I could do it.
Robert Hanssen: Eventually I would appreciate an escape plan. Nothing lasts forever.
Eric O'Neill: I never misread anybody this bad before. Except maybe you.
Robert Hanssen: Start with Linux A-B servers, which puts us into Red Hat.
Robert Hanssen: It doesn't really matter; the judgement of other men... I know what I've done.
Robert Hanssen: The "why" doesn't mean a thing, does it?
Robert Hanssen: The perks go to the guys who play the game, the ones who politick.
Robert Hanssen: Eventually I would appreciate an escape plan. Nothing lasts forever.
Eric O'Neill: I never misread anybody this bad before. Except maybe you.
Eric O'Neill: My name is Eric. Robert Hanssen: No, your name is Clerk. And my name is Sir, or Boss, if you can manage. Eric O'Neill: Yes, sir. Robert Hanssen: And if I ever catch you in my office again, you're gonna be pissin' purple for a week.
Robert Hanssen: Tell me five things about yourself, four of them true. Eric O'Neill: I'm sorry? Robert Hanssen: It's a *game* we used to play, at the subanalytical unit. Keep ourselves sharp. It's lie detection. Eric O'Neill: Oh. Eric O'Neill: I don't think I'd be much good at bluffing. Robert Hanssen: That would've counted as your lie, right there.
Robert Hanssen: There are pallets of new computers in every corridor of this building. Eric O'Neill: I'll just fill out a req form. Robert Hanssen: You're not listening... just go get one; those req forms are for bureaucrats.
Kate Burroughs: You're going to make agent, Eric. Isn't that what you wanted? Eric O'Neill: It was. Kate Burroughs: Until you came over to my apartment and saw the TV dinners and no cat?
Agent Sherin: O'Neill just talked him back in... Dean Plesac: How'd he manage that? Agent Sherin: Hard to say. Ah, from here it looks like he may have proposed marriage.
Kate Burroughs: The director's running it. He sees your pages every day. Eric O'Neill: Kate Burroughs: Keep them coming, by the way. Our audio's missing about ninety percent of what Hanssen says in there. Eric O'Neill: He mumbles. Kate Burroughs: He does a lot of things, this guy.
Robert Hanssen: Maybe now you'll listen. Dean Plesac: It's a sad day for all of us, Bob.
