- Agent Hyams: [Entering with weapons drawn] Federal agents! Don't move!
- Marty Deeks: L.A.P.D.
- Agent Hyams: N.S.A.
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: N.C.I.S.
- Marty Deeks: M-O-U-S-E.
- Marty Deeks: Just uh, don't let Kensi interrogate them.
- Special Agent G. Callen: Why's that?
- Marty Deeks: Cause the guy on the right, she kicked him right in the Nom de plumes.
- Special Agent Sam Hanna: No.
- Marty Deeks: Guy didn't have his weapon out.
- Special Agent G. Callen: Really?
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: I...
- Marty Deeks: Right in the cul de sac. Kicked him so hard gave me a stomach ache.
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: So what? It would have been better if I pistol whipped him in his face?
- Marty Deeks, Special Agent G. Callen, Special Agent Sam Hanna: Yes!
- Marty Deeks: [Quietly] Don't stop. Keep telling me. Get mad, act like we're breaking up. Get angry. Ready to go?
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: Are you for real?
- Marty Deeks: Partner.
- [Kensi walks away. Loudly]
- Marty Deeks: Oh come on, Sunshine. Wait!
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: Stay away from me. It's over! I can't do this any more!
- Marty Deeks: Listen. I - I'm sorry, all right? I know that it's tough when I'm on the road all the time - with the band.
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: I don't care about that! You - you cheated on me - with my brother!
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Taking a life in the line of duty is one thing. Hell, I've already shot him.
- Special Agent G. Callen: Twice.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: I'm not a murderer, Mr. Callen. But I may be a hypocrite. Cole's fate is in the hands of someone *far* greater that I.
- Special Agent G. Callen: I didn't think there was such a person.
- Special Agent Sam Hanna: [after narrowly escaping some guard dogs] How are those waffles feeling now?
- Special Agent G. Callen: Ha ha. You know what's really funny? Your car's still in there.
- Special Agent Sam Hanna: We were supposed to meet. Go for a run before work.
- Special Agent G. Callen: We were supposed to meet at Patrick's Roadhouse for breakfast.
- Special Agent Sam Hanna: If we try, we can still get a few miles in.
- Special Agent G. Callen: No way. I just had Pigs-in-Blankets, and waffles. Little bit full.
- Special Agent Sam Hanna: You're full of something. And it ain't waffles.
- Nurse: Guess who's here to see you, Mr. Cole.
- Branston Cole: J. Edgar Hoover?
- Nurse: [to Hetty] We don't usually get to see you during the week, Mrs. Cole.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: I thought I'd surprise my husband.
- Marty Deeks: You know there is a bright side to this. If these guys are interrogating Sander Lee, it suggests they're still looking for something.
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: He's right. Maybe they didn't find Sebastian Renner's little black book.
- Marty Deeks: Then again, they are Germans. They could just be getting their kink on.
- Eric Beale: I'm half German.
- Special Agent Sam Hanna: I can see that.
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: So why would Hetty tell us this book is a list of arms dealers?
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: [Entering] Because the actual specifics of the book are way beyond all of our pay grades, Ms. Blye.
- Marty Deeks: Why did the Germans whack him now?
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Ah. One never knows with the Germans.
- Marty Deeks: [Deeks scoffs] Right.
- Eric Beale: Come on guys! I'm right here!
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Apologies, her Beale.
- Eric Beale: Danke.
- Special Agent Kensi Blye: Deeks, I got a hunch they're foreign operatives, okay?
- Marty Deeks: A hunch? You don't kick a guy in his junk on a hunch. Geez! Sometimes I don't even know you. Who does that?
- Branston Cole: You want my help? So be it. We make a trade. I tell you what you need to know. But in exchange, Sylvia finishes what she started.
- Special Agent G. Callen: Sylvia?
- Branston Cole: Vicious pixie owes me that much.
- Matthias: [to Hetty] Herta, I could kiss you right now. If I wasn't afraid that you would gouge out both my eyes, and bite through my windpipe if I got close enough. The fact that you are so damned defiant, especially knowing what I'm capable of. You are truly the last of a dying breed.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: I guess that's the difference between us, Mattias. Despite my best efforts to keep these ones at arms length, I'm not in this alone.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: If you must know, I'm going to see Branston Cole.
- Special Agent G. Callen: Which means what exactly?
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: I'm not certain myself. But it's something I have to do alone this time. And I'm confident that you'll respect my wishes to do so. Good night... Mr. Callen.