Madeline: You can't talk to us? In twenty years I have never asked any questions, but this is my home. It's not like it's some war in some country I've never heard of. This is your family.
Michael: Oh, I know.

(while at the gay bar)
Sam: How do you want to handle this?
Fiona: Well, I think the balls are in your court.

Nate: Hey bro, you look tired.
Michael: Hey Nate, you look clean. You shaved the ferret off your face.

Michael: (voiceover) The truly paranoid don't go to meetings themselves. They use a cut out, someone unrelated to them hired to show a pre-arranged sign and deliver a message. The sign is something innocuous but hard to miss. My favorite is a tourist guide from Madison, Wisconsin. No one will look at it twice, but unless I'm in the Midwest, I know they are waiting for Michael Western.

Michael: (voiceover) Whether you're protecting a client, monitoring electronic surveillance, or meeting the man who burned you, you've got to be patient. In the real world covert ops doesn't involve many car chases or gun fights. Mostly it's just hurry up and wait. Not too exciting. But you wait and you watch and you stay alert; because at any minute, the job can get way too exciting.

Gillian: They really tried to kill me?
Sam: I'm afraid so.
Gillian: With that under my car?
Michael: Well yeah, it's a car bomb.

After Cowan is shot, the blood on Michael's shirt disappears.