Megan Walsh: First Prescott, huh? Megan Walsh: Never would have guessed. Victoria Knox: Excuse me? Megan Walsh: Ha. Prescott probably just had lower standards then, yeah? Taking whatever losers they could get! Victoria Knox: Wow. Victoria Knox: Wow! This girl's got a mouth on her. If you wanted a fight, you could have just said so, little bitch! Victoria Knox: Get your ass up! On your feet! Did I stutter?
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Liz Larson: Stabbing people is fun. Are there going to be more people for me to stab?
Liz Larson: Look, you may have all these people fooled, but you and I both know you are sketchier than a 2 AM waffle house.
Victoria Knox: Still playing dress-up with 007-year-olds?
Heather: Come on, Cash, do you want to hang out or bang out?
Heather: We always knew it would end up like this. Me with a knife. You with it in you...
Liz Larson: Parker that was dumb... but kind of cool
Find which college she Heather: is going to... security schools as well
Gooch: Sure, I'm no Vera Farmiga, but I think I have talent.
Liz Larson: Stabbing people is fun. Are there going to be more people for me to stab?
Liz Larson: Look, you may have all these people fooled, but you and I both know you are sketchier than a 2 AM waffle house.
Victoria Knox: Still playing dress-up with 007-year-olds?
Gooch: Sure, I'm no Vera Farmiga, but I think I have talent.
Heather: Come on, Cash, do you want to hang out or bang out?
Heather: We always knew it would end up like this. Me with a knife. You with it in you...
Liz Larson: Parker that was dumb... but kind of cool
Hardman: You're a Prescott. Prescotts don't cry! Why is she crying? Leonard Steinman: Her struggle to find her own identity? The emotional turbulence of a first crush? Maybe she watched The Notebook one too many times! Adolescence is a very volatile time for a young woman! Megan Walsh: He so gets me! Hardman: 83! You are a rogue agent! This has got to end! Megan Walsh: Oh, okay, okay, okay. Hold on now. You can't just take me. A missing girl in a... in a small town will throw up all kinds of red flags. Amber Alert, hello? I need to go back and tie up loose ends. At least just... Megan Walsh: say my Grandma got sick or something.
Hardman: Anyone talks, eventually. Victoria Knox: I'm not just anyone. Victoria Knox: Am I, Dumbledore? Hardman: You could have played with the good guys. Victoria Knox: Good guys? We destroy lives. Hardman: Only the ones that need to be destroyed. Victoria Knox: I'm not talking about the targets.
Megan Walsh: How did you find me? Hardman: Same way I learned to tie a bow tie and slice a pineapple - YouTube.
Megan Walsh: But I'm fine, no, I'm okay. I mean, look at this, the sun is out, the clouds are shining. Megan Walsh: You are Parker and you are Liz. Megan Walsh: You're scared of me. Liz Larson: Hell, yes. I am! Megan Walsh: Not... not just me, though. I mean, you fear the world.
Hardman: One more time. Why did you run away? Megan Walsh: You deprived me of my childhood. I couldn't just raise my hand and say "Excuse me, Sir, I don't think I really wanna be an assassin. Can I please be excused from this Secret Mountain Killing School?" Hardman: Wait, wait, please, can we just... stop the waterworks?
Megan Walsh: First Prescott, huh? Megan Walsh: Never would have guessed. Victoria Knox: Excuse me? Megan Walsh: Ha. Prescott probably just had lower standards then, yeah? Taking whatever losers they could get! Victoria Knox: Wow. Victoria Knox: Wow! This girl's got a mouth on her. If you wanted a fight, you could have just said so, little bitch! Victoria Knox: Get your ass up! On your feet! Did I stutter?
Liz Larson: Abandoning people is not... how you help them. Leaving is what hurts. Trust me. Megan Walsh: There are vicious, self-absorbed sociopaths out to get me right now, Liz! Liz Larson: Honey, Liz Larson: you survived high school, right? How bad can these guys be?
Hardman: Meet Victoria Knox, American ex-pat turned arms dealer. If you're a terrorist, and you wanna kill some folk, this is the person you call. Don't let her good looks fool you. She has an IQ of one-forty. And she will use it to kill you. She was last seen in Corsica three years ago. Until she resurfaced eight hours ago, and will probably be gone in eight more. Unless we bring her in. Hardman: Correction. Unless you catch her, Agent 83, and bring her in. Alive. Heather: Wait! What? Hardman: Simmer down! You're B team, 84! Heather: B team? This should be my mission! I studied the case file! She's over there sniffing Ke$ha, the new fragrance by Ke$ha. Hardman: I said "simmer..." Hardman: You need to get your head in the game, Agent 83! Because Victoria Knox... will take it off! Hardman: If we follow the profile, everyone will come home safely. And remember, we're not... Megan Walsh: ...in the rescue business. Hardman: What she said. Gear up! We're wheels up in one hour!
Liz Larson: It's like the pinnacle of high school humiliation. Megan Walsh: It washed off. Sort of. Liz Larson: Oh, my God! And the photos! Instagram, like, owns them now! Megan Walsh: Can you just focus on the positive for a minute?
Heather: Find which college she Heather: is going to... security schools as well
Liz Larson: Parker, that was dumb... but kind of cool!
Heather: Find which college she's going to... security schools as well.
Megan Walsh: I couldn't believe it! Mission High School was a go!
Mrs. Larson: This is ridiculous. I haven't even had coffee this morning. I wake up, and what do I find on you? Dicks on your face! What went on in your head? Did you decide it was okay to sleep in a stranger's house? Liz Larson: You told me to go have fun! Mrs. Larson: Fun? Fun! But you stumble in here at 6 AM with male genitalia drawn on your face! Megan Walsh: I made sure she was safe. Mrs. Larson: Excuse me? Megan Walsh: She - she had a pillow... Mrs. Larson: Yeah, what she should have had, was a ride home. Mrs. Larson: You don't leave a friend on the couch because you wanna go have breakfast with some silly little boy band. We look out for each other in this family. Got it? Megan Walsh: Yes, ma'am. Liz Larson: Ow! Mrs. Larson: Assholes! Ugh! They used a Sharpie! You can't go to church with that on your face! Mrs. Larson: Why don't you walk right up to the pastor and say "Hey, I've got a penis on my face!" Liz Larson: I will. Mrs. Larson: Oh, you will? Okay, great, let's go in search of Grandma!
Liz Larson: You look like you've spent the night with Mr. Potato Head!
Liz Larson: Bullshit! Look, I'm sorry that this is not working out the way that you always imagined. But life... is messy. And it doesn't give a free pass to anyone. No matter how many different languages you speak or whether or not you can kill someone with a hula hoop. Liz Larson: Abandoning people is *not* how you help them. Leaving is what hurts. Trust me. Megan Walsh: There are vicious, self-absorbed sociopaths out to get me right now, Liz! Liz Larson: I mean, you survived high school, right? How bad can these guys be?
Mrs. Larson: Remember, boys... Mrs. Larson: whatever you do to them, I will do to you. Ha-ha-ha! *Not kidding!*
Heather: When I heard you died in the field, it was the worst day of my life. Heather: I so wanted to kill you myself!
