Nina: Cam, I've screwed up every relationship I've ever had.
Cameron: Me too.
Nina: So we're perfect for each other.
Gary: People shouldn't be touching my phone. It was a gift. It's special.
Rachel: Okay, And it's back in your hands, it's fine.
Gary: Yeah, no, it's not. 'Cause it opens to data files and those are private.
Rosen: Yes, Gary's phone is private. Please, no one is to touch it unless they have Gary's permission.
Gary: Yeah, and the answer's no.
Rosen: And, Gary, you will look into the cell phone and computer transmissions?
Gary: That's just data mining. People without abilities can data-mine.
Bill: Well, you know, we can't all do that. I can't do that, Gary.
Nina: Neither can I.
Rosen: No, we all know you are much more than your abilities, Gary. You have very many talents.
Gary: I know, I'm amazing.
Bill: Let me tell you something... happiness is a warm gun and mine is a Sig 226. You got me?
Dr. Kern: I want my lawyer.
Bill: Yeah, and I want a Reuben sandwich.
Dr. Kern: I'll have my lawyer pick you up one.
Rosen: Well, regardless of its scope, you and your friends tried to assassinate me.
Dr. Kern: Fringe elements, radicals, not representative of the mainstream.
Rosen: You know, it's amazing how often people use that term--"fringe elements." Hmm. Occurs to me that the IRA, PLO, KKK--all fringe elements whose very existence depends upon the support of their mainstream fellow travellers.
Gary: That witch took my phone!
Rosen: What witch?
Gary: The witch! That's the word my mom uses when she's angry. She uses another word, too.
Gary: Duck and cover! Bill, duck and cover!
Bill: Gary, Gary, watch her.
Gary: I--yeah, okay. I'll do both. I'll watch, and I'll cover. I'll cover her.