Conklin: Where's your field box?
Nicolette: That's this window right here...
Conklin: Where's your field box?
Nicolette: It's right there. The system's gone haywire... Dining room window?
[the power shuts down, the lights go off]
Nicolette: It's Bourne, isn't it?

Nicolette: He killed our man.
Conklin: What, in the apartment?
Nicolette: Yeah.
Conklin: Well, you got to clean that up.
Nicolette: No, I can't clean it up; there's a body in the streets.
Conklin: So?
Nicolette: There's police, this is Paris.

Marie: ...it was amazing. It was just amazing for about three months, until it turned out that this uh, jerk, who had fronted us the lease was actually shining everyone on and...
[Stops. Pause]
Jason Bourne: And what?
Marie: What do you mean, what. Listen to me; I, I've been speed talking for about sixty kilometers now. I, I talk when I'm nervous, I mean, I, I talk like this when I'm nervous. I'm gonna shut up now.

Jason Bourne: I don't wanna know who I am any more.
Marie: Shh.
Jason Bourne: I don't care. I don't wanna know.
Marie: Come on, we'll...
Jason Bourne: Everything I found out, I wanna forget.
Marie: It's okay.
Jason Bourne: I don't care who I am or what I did.
Marie: It's okay.
Jason Bourne: We have this money. We can hide. Could we do that? Is there any chance you can do that?
Marie: [pause] I don't know. Come on.

Conklin: Let's ask Marie what she wants to do.
Jason Bourne: Actually, I don't think she gives a shit. She's dead.
Conklin: I'm sorry to hear that. How did that happen?
Jason Bourne: She was slowing me down.