(The phone rings)
Penelope: Penelope Garcia, at your service.
Sam: Penelope, it's Sam Cooper.
Penelope: Oh! Wow! And just like that my day became infinitely more interesting. Hello! How may I serve?
Sam: We've got a school bombing in Fredericksburg. And you know these bombers, most of the time they like to practice before the main event.
Penelope: And you want me to see if I can find bombs set off in and around Fredericksburg in the last six months?
Sam: You read my mind.
Penelope: That's a dark and mysterious place.

Mick: Care to translate for the Welshman whose religion may have, you know, lapsed a bit?

Beth: Hey, you wanna know about fringe wackos, I'm your girl.

Sam: Meeks thinks that by killing his kids, he's saving them from suffering.
Beth: Well, there's a logic to it. It's delusional, but there's a logic, based in you profile. Think about it. His wife died trying to bring another son into the world. He's in shock.

John: (to Shawn and Paul) I know it seems real tough on you guys. You've been through a lot, but you got a second chance now. And trust me when I tell you, you can do anything you want with it.

Mick: The harder I try to forget... the more clearly I remember it. That's what scares me.
Sam: The kid, kid in the hospital, he asked me if I believe in angels. Can you believe that?
Mick: What did you say?
Sam: I told him, I do. But I'm starting to have doubts.
Mick: Guess we all got our ghosts, eh?
Sam: Oh yeah.
Mick: What do you do with yours, Coop? With your ghosts?
Sam: I like to fly them in formation (chuckles)