Michael: (voiceover) Once the cops pick up a call on a flagged cell, they triangulate its location. From there they organize and deploy units. A process that can take ten minutes, give or take.
Michael: Hi, Fi.
Fiona: I can't believe you, Michael. Forty-eight hours ago we said goodbye, possibly forever. And then I get a message from you on my cell that I should come right over because you got a job.
Michael: Fi, there's a lot going on, so...
Fiona: You couldn't start with "I'm alive"?
Michael: I thought the fact that I was calling covered that.
Madeline: All these years, and finally I see what you do. You tell me I have to leave town in -- in a minute's notice, I can't talk on the phone, we're being chased by men with guns, how am I supposed to deal with this?
Michael: All these years you wondered why I didn't come home, why I didn't call. This is why, Mom. I never wanted this for you. I'm sorry.
Madeline: Well, it still doesn't explain why you didn't write.
Michael: (voiceover) When you work as a spy, it's easy to think of people as assets. Resources to accomplish a goal. Because you don't have a personal relationship with an asset. You don't care about an asset. You don't miss the scent of an asset when she leaves the room.
Michael: Making yourself comfortable I see.
Sam: Uh, comfortable? I wouldn't go that far. Mike, how do you fit into these little shirts? They're like doll clothes.
Michael: (voiceover) As a spy you get to spend a lot of time alone. Whether you're in an Indonesian prison, a cave in the Afghan mountains or the back of a cargo truck; it comes with the job. You're trained to make the most of it, plan your next move, go over your intel, review your training. But when you've cleaned your gun 30 times and reviewed the past tense of every verb in five languages, you start itching to make a move.