General Beckman: For God's sake, put that gun away. You're a spy now.
Morgan: Man down! I've been tased. I can't feel my legs. Bring a stretcher, a wheelbarrow. Possible change of pants.
Ellie: Hold on for a minute. You guys expect me to believe that the three of you got my husband beat up and tossed in jail to save my brother's love life?
Devon: Yes. Yes we did.
Casey: We're as shocked as you are.
Jeff: It's insulting. Do they have any idea how much stalking experience I have?
Lester: If only they did, Jeffrey. You're very prolific. You're the--the Picasso of creepiness.
Jeff: It's true. And this is my Blue period.
Jeff: Stalker's log. Stalkee is behind a gray van with another male, possibly for a sexual encounter. Both men are physically fit. Should be lively.
Lester: Jeffrey? Don't make me afraid to be alone with you.