Robert Clayton Dean: What the hell is happening?
Brill: I blew up the building.
Robert Clayton Dean: Why?!
Brill: Because you made a phone call!

[Watching surveillance tape.]
Brill: I think you're a little young to watch this part.
Robert Clayton Dean: Yeah, so's she.

Brill: What? That's my best aloha shirt.
Robert Clayton Dean: Yeah, well say "aloha" to it.

Fiedler: Rachel F., for you-know-what, Banks. God, would I love to have her ruin my life.

Fiedler: *Please* let me follow the nanny. She doesn't shave her legs. Women like that are so... HOT!

Robert Clayton Dean: Actually, I believe the term "shyster" is reserved for attorneys of the Jewish persuasion. I believe the proper term for me is "eggplant".

Robert Clayton Dean: You're the only woman for me. You and Janet Jackson.

Robert Clayton Dean: Why are they after me?
Brill: You have something they want.
Robert Clayton Dean: I don't have anything!
Brill: Maybe you do and you don't know it.

Zavitz: Fuck a duck.

Brill: If you live another day, I'll be very impressed!

David Pratt: We believe Mr. Zavitz may have passed sensitive materials to you.
Robert Clayton Dean: What sort of materials?
David Pratt: Sensitive, sir.

[Last line]
Larry King: You've got no right to come into my home.

Brill: Do they know me?
Robert Clayton Dean: Who's them?
Brill: Do they know me?!
Robert Clayton Dean: I don't know what you're talking about!
Brill: Either you are very smart or... incredibely stupid!

Robert Clayton Dean: I have been a law abiding citizen my whole life, and one day with you, I mean... shoot.

Blake: Is it true you had an affair with Rachel Banks?
Robert Clayton Dean: You ever beat off in the shower, Brian? Ever have any homosexual thoughts?
Silverberg: Robert, I really don't think that's...
Robert Clayton Dean: None of my fucking business, you're damn right it's not. I love my wife and I love my son, absolutely and without equivocation, and that's none of your fucking business either.
Silverberg: We think you need to take a break...
Robert Clayton Dean: Are you firing me?
Silverberg: I think you just fired yourself.

Robert Clayton Dean: Planning a quick getaway?
Brill: Yeah. Ever since I met you.

Brill: I need sugar. I'm getting cranky.
Robert Clayton Dean: Getting?

Brill: You wanna take a poke at me?
Robert Clayton Dean: I don't hit senior citizens.

Brill: In guerrilla warfare they taught us to use our weaknesses as strengths.
Robert Clayton Dean: Such as?
Brill: If they're big and your little, then you're fast and they're slow. You're hidden and they're exposed. You fight only the battles you know you can win.

Selby: Jones, Krug, what, are you guys from Communications?
Jones: No, we're Ops.
Fiedler: You can tell by their haircuts.

Thomas Reynolds: What will it take for us to walk out of here with that video tape?
Pintero: The end of the world.

Admiral Shaffer: I want the entire history of this device, from birth to abortion on my desk in 2 hours. I want the name of the tech who made it. I want to know who authorised its use, who checked it out from inventory,
[hits the table]
Admiral Shaffer: and for what purpose. And most important, how in God's green earth it got into Congressman Albert's hotel room? Listen people, everyone knows where this is going. If this was a legit op, and I can't imagine how it could be, then so be it. But if this was someone's unilateral wet dream, then that someone is going to prison.

Congressman Sam Albert: [On TV] We knew that we had to monitor our enemies. We've also come to realise that we need to monitor the people who are monitoring them...
Carla Dean: Well who's gonna monitor the monitors of the monitors.
Robert Clayton Dean: I wouldn't mind doing a little monitoring myself.
Carla Dean: Yes, and you've got lots and lots of monitoring to do.
Eric Dean: Are you guys talking about sex?