Pete: Done! I win! Ha ha ha ha!
Myka: It's not a race.
Pete: Said the tortoise to the hare.
Myka: You know, in the story, the tortoise actually wins.
Pete: It's a fairy tale. How is a turtle going to beat a rabbit?
Myka: It's not a fairy tale. It's a fable, a life lesson. "Slow and steady wins the race."
Pete: Here's a life lesson: "Pete fast, Pete win."

Artie: Myka, one day will you know all answers to all questions. Just not today.

Claudia Donovan: What else? Okay, "repair auto-vac." Slice-o-pie. "Tighten and lubricate zip line." Sounds kind of dirty when you say it like that.

Myka: So if it isn't Mrs. Frederic, who's getting those reports?
Pete: I don't know, Mr. Frederic? Claudia! I brought doughnuts. Doughnut.

Myka: I just hope she's okay, you know?
Pete: Claudia's like bamboo. You can bend her all you want, but she'll never break.

Myka: "Baylor Dodgeball. Used for military dexterity and agility training. Multiples upon contact." That we already know. "Acquired after the... bludgeoning deaths of five cadets in 1972."
Pete: Uh, uh, bludgeoning is b-bad.
Myka: Agreed, Agreed.

Theadora: Hi, there, welcome to Ted's. I'm Theadora, but everyone calls me "Ted". Party of one?
Artie: (points to Mrs. Frederic) No, no, I'm meeting that woman right over there and it's rarely a party.

Artie: You really expect me to believe that...?
Benedict Valda: What exactly were you expecting, Mr. Nielsen? Hooded cloaked figures standing in half-light around a perpetually burning flame?
Regent Archer: He's seen too many movies.
Artie: I... You know, I just would have thought that... this waitress is a Regent?
Benedict Valda: John Adams was a farmer. Abraham Lincoln was a small-town lawyer. Plato, Socrates were teachers. Jesus was a carpenter. To equate judgment and wisdom with occupation is at best... insulting.

Myka: We need to get back to the office.
Claudia Donovan: Oh, no need. "What are you doing wasting time installing backup terminals in the aisles, foolish red-haired girl?" Because you never know when you might need one, Artie.

Claudia Donovan: Okay, looks like the problem is in the gooery.
Pete: What's a gooery?
Myka: I'm guessing it's Claudia-speak for the neutralizer processor center.
Claudia Donovan: Uh-huh.
Pete: Right, of course.
Myka: Well, it's chapter 197 in the manual.
Pete: It's a thousand pages long. I'll wait for the movie.

Pete: Okay, fine, but you stick close, and you do exactly as we say.
Claudia Donovan: All right. Suicide mission with the team. Kind of exciting. I'm excited! Come on.

Claudia Donovan: It's sealed with an Omega level security code.
Myka: Can you hack it?
Claudia Donovan: Pope, Catholic, bear, woods. You know the drill.

Artie: So am I fired?
Mrs. Frederic: Worse. They want you to stay. Bering and Lattimer are not the best agents we've ever had. You are.
Artie: They said that?
Mrs. Frederic: It was said. And they were smart enough to believe me.
Artie: Oh. Thanks.
Mrs. Frederic: Simply the facts.

Myka: You're good. No, you're really good. You'll be fine.
Claudia Donovan: Thanks. Hey, um, you know, if you're not busy later, maybe you could show me how to do that ka-cha kick thing? 'Cause, like I tried it on the light switch and I think I broke my toe. And I know I broke the light switch.

Artie: How long did you have before the warehouse was gonna explode?
Pete: Under a minute.
Claudia Donovan: More like thirty seconds.
Artie: That's lucky. I once got there with 17, and her voice gets really annoying when (Mrs. Frederic's) counting down the seconds one at time.

Mrs. Frederic's name is revealed.

The Aztec head that Pete says "You again?" too is the Aztec blood stone from "Pilot".