Alias Quotes
Tom: Why is it I get the assignments involving hypothermia?
Jack: Because you're always late for briefings.
Jack: Because you're always late for briefings.
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Sloane: Don't be difficult. Think about your son... Marshall, you're not cut out for this.
Marshall: You know, I never liked you. I tolerated you because I had to. You know, because you were my superior. And I was afraid of you. I saw how twisted you were... But now I see you for who you really are. You are a weak, pathetic man. You know, you're right. I'm not cut out for this. But I am thinking about my son. I want Mitchell to look up to me, to be proud of his dad. Which is why, no matter what you do to me, I'll never help you. You know, I got a hangnail right there, on my thumb. You mind working on that one next?"
Marshall: You know, I never liked you. I tolerated you because I had to. You know, because you were my superior. And I was afraid of you. I saw how twisted you were... But now I see you for who you really are. You are a weak, pathetic man. You know, you're right. I'm not cut out for this. But I am thinking about my son. I want Mitchell to look up to me, to be proud of his dad. Which is why, no matter what you do to me, I'll never help you. You know, I got a hangnail right there, on my thumb. You mind working on that one next?"
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Sloane: I'm doing what needs to be done.
Nadia: Does that help you sleep at night?
Sloane: Eventually Marshall and Rachel will do what I ask.
Nadia: No. They won't.
Sloane: Why not?
Nadia: Because they have something you don't.
Sloane: What?
Nadia: Love. Family. Honor. Take your pick. That's why you'll never break 'em.
Nadia: Does that help you sleep at night?
Sloane: Eventually Marshall and Rachel will do what I ask.
Nadia: No. They won't.
Sloane: Why not?
Nadia: Because they have something you don't.
Sloane: What?
Nadia: Love. Family. Honor. Take your pick. That's why you'll never break 'em.
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Tom: Rachel, I wish there were more time. I would've asked you out.
Rachel: I would've said yes.
Rachel: I would've said yes.
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Sark: Does it have to be so filthy? If Rambaldi can prophesy the future, he might have advised me not to wear five hundred dollar shoes.
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Jack: Yes, you can. I–I never wanted this life for you. I never wanted you to bear this kind of responsibility, but ... you were a very difficult little girl. You–you were far too driven, far too strong to let someone like me stop you from becoming who you are.
Sydney: Dad. The medical team is coming. So if you'll just sit tight...
Jack: Sydney, listen to me. There's no one in this world that can do the things that you can do. I can hold out until help arrives, but you have to go. You have to stop your mother.
Sydney: Ok. I'll um just ok. Just keep applying pressure because you can't afford to lose more blood.
Jack: Just get moving.
Sydney: I love you Dad. And I don't want to leave you here.
Jack: I love you Sydney. Go.
Sydney: Dad. The medical team is coming. So if you'll just sit tight...
Jack: Sydney, listen to me. There's no one in this world that can do the things that you can do. I can hold out until help arrives, but you have to go. You have to stop your mother.
Sydney: Ok. I'll um just ok. Just keep applying pressure because you can't afford to lose more blood.
Jack: Just get moving.
Sydney: I love you Dad. And I don't want to leave you here.
Jack: I love you Sydney. Go.
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Sark: Ah! You shot me!
Vaughn: Yeah and I'll keep shooting you until you either give me the codes or bleed to death. Your choice.
Vaughn: Yeah and I'll keep shooting you until you either give me the codes or bleed to death. Your choice.
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Dixon: This job has ... sentimental value.
[Dixon opens the folder to show a picture of the bad guy.]
Vaughn: Sark.
Sydney: Don't look at me; you're the one that let him go.
Dixon: We've already prepared the mission specs. Low-risk insertion. Simple alias. Who knows. Could be fun.
Sydney: That's what you say every time you show up on my doorstep. And the next thing you know, I'm jumping over canals in three-inch heels while Napalm explodes around me.
Dixon: Yes. That's how I define "fun."
[Dixon opens the folder to show a picture of the bad guy.]
Vaughn: Sark.
Sydney: Don't look at me; you're the one that let him go.
Dixon: We've already prepared the mission specs. Low-risk insertion. Simple alias. Who knows. Could be fun.
Sydney: That's what you say every time you show up on my doorstep. And the next thing you know, I'm jumping over canals in three-inch heels while Napalm explodes around me.
Dixon: Yes. That's how I define "fun."
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