Kat: Now--stop the car! Now! (Edick knocks her out)
Mark: What the--you okay?
Samuel Edick: Won't be long before they're on your trail again.
Mark: You just hit her in the head with your gun!
Samuel Edick: You weren't gonna do it. Woman wouldn't listen to reason.

Kat: I'm gonna to tell you what I'm gonna do, Mark. I'm getting on the next flight home, and when I get there I'm calling the police or the FBI or the friggin' CIA and I'm telling them what's going on. And then I'm going back to my therapist to try and figure out why I have such lousy taste in men.

Moira: So, you'll just be going around randomly smashing things?
Bill: Oh, who knows? Maybe I'll burn all my clothes around and walk around naked.
Graham: Hey, don't do that.
Moira: Don't do that.
Charlie: No.