- Michael Vaughn: What wife? I have no wife.
- Sydney Bristow: No, there was a picture in your office. You and that woman. I thought you were married.
- Michael Vaughn: No. She and I are not remotely m - You thought I was married this whole time?
- Michael Vaughn: [to Sydney] Okay listen to me, there's something you need to know. When you first walked into my office with that stupid bozo hair, I thought you were crazy. I mean, I actually thought you might have been a crazy person. But I watched you and I read your statement. And I've seen... I've seen how you think, I've seen how you work, I've seen who you are. In this job you see darkness; you see the worst in people. And though the jobs are different and the missions change and the enemies have a thousand names, the one crucial thing, the one real responsibility you have is to not let your rage and your resentment and your disgust darken you. When you're at your absolute lowest, at your most depressed, just remember that you can always... You know, you got my number.
- [Sydney thinks about this for a moment, and they share a glance, then reaches over and holds Vaughn's hand]
- Francie Calfo: There he is. Start the car.
- Sydney Bristow: No, you wait till he is a block away.
- Francie Calfo: Look at you, getting all into it.
- Sydney Bristow: Everyone knows you wait.
- Francie Calfo: I don't know you wait.
- Sydney Bristow: You wait.
- Francie Calfo: He has a law review in an hour.
- Sydney Bristow: You want to follow him.
- Francie Calfo: So much, I cannot even tell you.
- Sydney Bristow: And the bank called. Uh, I might have another trip.
- Will Tippin: You take an insane amount of trips.
- [Sydney and Dixon are staking out an arms sale]
- Sydney Bristow: Damn it, the little guy's bodyguard, I know him.
- Marcus Dixon: What?
- Sydney Bristow: From Corsica, two years ago. The son of a bitch broke my arm.
- Michael Vaughn: When you're at your absolute lowest, most depressed... remember that you can always, you know... you've got my number.
- Michael Vaughn: Sydney, you give them the number! That's an order!
- Sydney Bristow: An order?
- Michael Vaughn: Yes.
- Sydney Bristow: We need to have a long talk when I get back to Los Angeles.
- Anthony Russek: This binary was witten by a fifteenth century fortuneteller. How come I've never heard of him?
- Arvin Sloane: His designs were so advanced, they just assumed he was insane. On some of his drawings, he made lists of part numbers. I.D. numbers of actual technology not manufactured until now. This year. It's real, it's a hunt. This man spent the last ten years of his life working on one project. We don't know whether it's a weapon, a fuel source, a transportation system. Based on the little we do know, its technology is beyond anything we have ever seen.
- Arvin Sloane: This is Anthony Russett, he's transferring here from Jennings. He's working on the UCO file. You've already met Marshall. This is Sydney Bristow.
- Anthony Russek: I know your father.
- Arvin Sloane: We read the code you recovered. Accordingly, we sent a team to Athens. So, I just got a phone call from SD-3, he said there was no evidence to anything pertaining to Rambaldi. And we were there first. Turns out, we made a giant mistake. But so did K-Directorate.
- Marshall Flinkman: In our rush to decipher the Rambaldi enigma, we misinterpreted the code. It left us with two series of digits. We assumed longitude and latitude. But he was using a compression scheme. I should have seen that. Instead of sending a team to Athens, we should have been headed to Malaga, Spain.
- Arvin Sloane: Which is where you're going. There's a five-hundred-year-old church sitting on the exact site of Rambaldi's coordinates.
- Sydney Bristow: What am I looking for?
- Arvin Sloane: We don't know. The only clue we have, if it is indeed a clue, are two words that were part of a code: Sol d'oro.
- Anthony Russek: Golden sun.