Sorry this is a day late! It has been a CRAZY week!
Enjoy the memories!!
Quotes gathered from:
http://www.twiztv.com/scripts/alias/#season3 There were so many in some episodes that I had a REALLY hard time narrowing down which quotes to use! I hope I didn't go overkill and have too many! I just could not decide! ;-)
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3x02 SUCCESSION
Jack: Personally, I would have found it anticlimactic...that after expecting to assemble a weapon of ultimate power, you ended up with a revelation you could have acquired from a fortune cookie.
(Sloane smirks again.)
Sloane: Always the aetheist, Jack. Hmm... I've missed you.
Sark: Dear God, it can't possibly be you...
Sydney: Don't start this conversation by acting surprised that I'm alive.
Sark: If I'm to understand what you're saying, you have no idea where you've been for the last two years.
(Sydney doesn't answer.)
Sark: None?
(Sydney gives Sark a dirty look. Sark lets out a short laugh.)
Sark: Unbelievable! (snickers again) I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh, it's just...I'm speechless. Sydney, if Sloane had intended to abduct you, I wasn't privy to it.
Sydney: What if I said I still don't believe you?
Sark: I'd say it'd make no difference. In 24 hours I'll be free, and...you'll remain in the dark.
Dixon: Don't tell me to calm down! You used my agents as bait!
Lindsay: I'm trying to reaquire your missing agent without releasing Mr. Sark. Now, I'm sorry I didn't fill you in, Director Dixon, but I don't trust the CIA to maintain operational secrecy.
Dixon: You son of a bitch!
Lindsay: Who the hell do you think you are!?
Sydney: I'm the person who's going to hold you accountable if they kill him!
Lindsay: Oh, you're going to hold me responsible!?
Sydney: Did I stutter?
Lindsay: If you're finished...this is the men's room...
Sydney (snidely): Who let you in?
Lauren (in a respectful, almost apologetic tone): You should know, in addition to being the new NSC liaison, I'm also Michael Vaughn's wife.
(Cut to Sydney's reaction. She's stunned. Her eyes widen.)
Sydney (softly, almost a whisper): Hi...
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3x04 A MISSING LINK
Walker: Your supplier? What’s his name? You lie to me again and I will kill you…
(Walker points the knife in Sydney’s face.)
Sydney: That’s Michael Vaughn…He’s my supplier…
(Cut to Vaughn.)
Vaughn: Oh my God, that’s a picture of me…
Perez: You’ve got to get rid of them both!
Walker: That’s enough out of you! Julia’s with us. It’s this one who’s the problem, not her…
(Walker cocks his pistol, preparing to shoot Vaughn in the head execution style.)
Sydney: Wait!…Wait…
(Walker turns to look at Sydney.)
Sydney: If he’s been lying to me all this time…he’s put me in danger! I wanna do it. (more fervently) I wanna do it!
(Walker grabs Vaughn by the lapels again, pulling him back up to a stand.)
Walker: Get up…
(Sydney looks around and then grabs a switchblade from Perez’s waist, flicking it open as she walks back toward Vaughn. Sydney grabs Vaughn’s coat lapels roughly, yanking him toward her.)
Sydney (menacingly): You never should have betrayed me…
(There is a moment here where they look into each other’s eyes as she says this. It’s clear that Vaughn knows she’s trying to save his life, even though he understands what she’s about to do. Sydney’s eyes are wide, as if she can’t believe she’s about to do this…doesn’t know if she can, and asking him to understand, trying to draw strength from him. Resignation sets in on Vaughn’s face. He closes his mouth and sets his jaw to prepare himself. Sydney stabs Vaughn in the lower torso, a clean in and out motion. Vaughn gasps and doubles over, his face clearly registering the pain. He groans as he slides to the ground. Sydney purses her lips tightly, struggling to keep her emotions in check. We hear gurgling noises coming from Vaughn. Once Vaughn’s on the ground and Sydney steps away from him, Walker comes forward and kicks Vaughn roughly, and Vaughn tumbles end over end into the ravine. Sydney stares down the hill into the ravine, watching Vaughn’s body as it tumbles and comes to a rest down near the bottom. The others start to move, but she still stands there staring. Now that they’ve moved away from her, we can see she’s gasping for air, stricken, as she looks down at Vaughn’s unmoving body.)
Walker: Julia…let’s move.
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3x05 REPERCUSSIONS
Sark: You know, it’s rare to find people who do their job well.
Simon: Well…even a thief can take pride in his work, Mr. Sark…
Lauren: It also appears that Bomani will kill Sloane if we interfere with his plans…
Sydney: And who here would lose sleep over that!?
Lauren: The US Government would then have lost its most valuable source of underworld intelligence.
Sydney: The fact that Arvin Sloane holds all the cards in this scenario is giving me a migraine.
Simon: While we’re waiting…You haven’t told me how you met Julia. Were you like, uh…like lovers or something?
(Jack pauses for a moment. There is just the slightest clenching of his jaw.)
Jack: No, not exactly…
Simon: I asked if you were lovers, because if you ever get the chance… I highly recommend it.
Jack: Do you?
Simon: Oh yeah, man…On a scale of one to ten, ten being the most degenerate displays of sexual theater known to man? (sucks in his breath as if savoring the thought) Huh…Julia’s like a 17!
(Jack keeps the polite smile on his face, but we see him swallow painfully, as if trying to keep from snapping this guy’s neck. His eyes are harder now, though.)
Jack: You have your money.
(He closes the laptop and picks it up. Simon puts out a hand.)
Simon: As soon as the job’s done, we’ll be in contact.
(They shake hands. Jack turns to walk toward his car, parked about 20 feet away. Simon turns to walk away also. He unbuttons his blazer, pulling a gun out of his waistband. He turns around to fire at Jack but finds that Jack was ready for him. Jack shoots Simon in the chest and he collapses to the ground. Simon writhes on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth and his wound. He looks at his bloody hand in disbelief.)
Simon (in disbelief): You shot me… You shot me? You bastard!
(Jack puts the laptop back on the desk and walks closer to him.)
Jack: Listen to me very closely. You’re dying. Right now, I’m the only one who can get you to a hospital in time. Tell me about Julia…where you met her, how you knew her.
Simon: I wasn't kidding...‘bout screwing your daughter… She’s the wildest girl I ever had…
Jack: Tell me about Julia if you want to live.
Simon: You want to know….how she likes it!?
(Simon turns over suddenly with the intention of shooting Jack, but Jack beats him to it, shooting him again. Simon’s dead. Jack stares down at the body, working his jaw furiously.)
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3x06 THE NEMESIS
Sark: My partner!?…I don’t think so.
Member: This is not a request…
Member: You can thank me later…
(He closes the door. As the van starts to drive away, Sark turns around. Cut to a closeup shot of a high heeled shoe as it steps out from an open car door. We watch the door shut and the shoes walk toward Sark. The camera pans up: Black high heels, black stockings, black miniskirt, black jacket. The woman is walking toward Sark (The camera is behind her.) Cut to Sark’s reaction. His eyes widen in complete shock. Cut to who he’s looking at. It’s Allison Doren stopping in front of him. She leans in to kiss him, and then)
Allison: You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
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3x07 PRELUDE
Sloane: By the way…you look beautiful.
Sydney (giving Sloane a dirty look): Spare me!
Sark: A wedding present. A touch informal, I know, but everything else on your registry was taken. (beat) Open it.
(Lauren opens the portfolio to a series of black and white photographs. They are photos of Lazarey’s murder.)
Lauren: Where did you get these?
Sark: Where is not important. What is important is who.
(Lauren begins to slowly look through the photographs as Sark speaks.)
Sark: Her name is Julia Thorne, merely an alias. She goes by another name, a name you’re quite familiar with…
(Lauren flips to the next picture. It is a close up of “Julia’s” face, clearly proving that she is Sydney Bristow.)
Lauren (shocked, mortified): Oh, my God…
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3x08 BREAKING POINT
Lindsey (voiceover): I’m pulling your clearance until further notice.
Dixon: Mr. Lindsey, I would expect nothing less from you.
Lauren: No, I’m sorry…but if I’m going to chronicle our treatment of Sydney Bristow, I need to see how she’s being treated.
(Lindsey’s face immediately loses the patronizing smile and hardens.)
Lindsey: How do you suppose it was that Sydney Bristow knew to flee the country before she was even aware the NSC wanted to take her into custody?
Lindsey: With plane tickets? Fake passport? I doubt you want me looking into who it was that aided and abetted the escape of a wanted fugitive.
Lauren: That’s…why you asked for me. Legally, you needed a witness…
Lindsey: Get to your office. You have a report to write.
Lindsey: There’s no time to wait.
(Lindsey nods toward the guard and the guard stabs Campbell in the upper leg. He drops to his knees in pain and screams.)
Sydney: You son of a b****! Leave him alone! He’s got nothing to do with this! You leave him alone!
Linsday (talking over Sydney): You can stop this by deciphering the code.
Sydney: He has nothing to do with this! I will kill you for this!
(The guards stab Campbell in the stomach.)
Sydney: Oh my God! Okay, stop..stop…I’ll tell you what it says. (beat, Lindsey looks at her expectantly) They’re coordinates.
(The guards drop Campbell’s arms and walk away. The camera stays on Campbell, then back to Lindsey who is still looking at him.)
Lindsey (to Campbell): Well done.
(Cut back to Campbell and then to Sydney. “Campbell” straightens and stands, clearly not in any pain at all. Lindsey turns and gives Sydney a significant look. Sydney suddenly realizes she’s been duped.)
Sydney: Oh my God…Oh God…
(“Campbell” comes out of the cell and faces her.)
Campbell: I’m not Campbell; I’m Shaptner. Your personality profile revealed your one major weakness: empathetic suffering is harder for you to sustain than physical torture.
(Cut to Sydney, crying.)
Campbell: So…thanks for carin’.
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3x09 CONSCIOUS
Lindsey: Since when did you and Bristow become so close? Or is that about sharing the same man?
Lauren: This is a woman's life. Protect it, or I will report everything you've done to your superiors.
Lindsey: Need I remind you that it was your husband who helped her flee the country when she was wanted by the NSC? In the wrong hands that information can be quite damaging.
Lauren: One more thing. At 6:30 this evening you are to press redial. The person who answers it will give you the details of the exchange.
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3x10 REMNANTS
SARK: (sarcastically) Hello... daddy...
SARK: I'll ask you one more time... what exactly did you tell the man you were meeting with?
LAZAREY: You wouldn't do something like this... not to your own father...
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3x12 CROSSINGS
SARK: I believe their army is in search of fugitives from a downed airplane, suspected CIA.
VAUGHN: Let's make this easy for each other. Leenid(?) and I are going to walk calmly out of here. Sydney is going to keep the knife exactly where it is until we are clear. Once we are, she will follow us. If you stick to that plan, you might still have children one day.
SARK: Except the execution of your threat would tip off our friends over there. It seems everyone has something to lose.
DEFECTOR: Everyone except for me. Goodbye.
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3x13 AFTER SIX
SARK: I must say, you're quite an impressive actress. When I approached you in the parking garage, even I didn't realize you and I were working for the same organization. Would you like to put something on?
LAUREN: No, I'm rather comfortable like this. Would you like me to put something on?
SARK: Hardly.
The salesperson knocks on the door. Sark gets it. The salesperson isn't looking and starts to hand him the dress.
SALESPERSON: Look at this, it must be your lucky... day..
SARK: Actually, I believe it's my lucky day.
LAUREN: Which color do you think my husband would prefer.
SARK: I prefer the black.
LAUREN: Red it is.
SARK: You know, you're unbelievably good.
LAUREN: Come on, our flight to Paris leaves in an hour.
SARK, Yes, yes it does.
WEISS: Yes, we know. We're very interested in one of your lethal response systems.
TONI: What you're asking me to do is illegal in most countries. So, Mr. Steadman, give me one good reason why I would ever risk my ass for you.
WEISS: I believe we can give you two million reasons.
(Sydney dumps a bunch of diamonds from a black pouch onto the table.)
TONI: Well... looks like y'all don't need an ATM.
COLE: Mr. Sark!
SARK: McKennas Cole.
COLE: Your hair! That's cool!
SARK: You're the man behind the Covenant.
COLE: I'm the man in front of the man.
COLE: When'd you cut your hair?
SARK: It wasn't a matter of choice. I was in U.S. custody, as I thought you were. When were you released?
Cole laughs.
COLE: That's a good story. To your hair.
They toast. Cole had poured champagne while they were talking.
SARK: I presume that you're smart enough to know...
Sark pauses, searching for an excuse...
SARK: That I was acting in the Covenant's best interest.
COLE: Julian, don't do that. I can see right now that you're scared. But you don't need to be scared of me. In fact, I have a present for you. Voila. Look familiar? And also, two more. Two after that. And one, last one.
(He's just taken out the six cell leaders' bracelets and put them on a table.)
COLE: Did I just blow your mind?
(Lauren walks in. Sark looks hurt, betrayed, or maybe confused.)
COLE: See, when you first pitched your scheme to Ms. Reed, she gave me a call. The truth of the matter is, you two had my double thumbs-up from the get-go. Why? Because the CIA is after the Doleac Agenda. Assume they get it. They will have the names of the cell leaders. You just made my life so much easier, because now those names are irrelevant.
SARK: A woman after my own heart.
COLE: Glad to hear that, because you two are going to continue working together. You're going to be heading up our new North American cell.
SARK: That sounds just about right.
COLE: You're cockier than I am. I love that about you.
(Cole takes Lauren aside.)
COLE: Of course, this doesn't absolve you of your responsibilities working overtime as an agent of Uncle Sam.
LAUREN: Of course.
COLE: But in the meantime, may I suggest, and this is just a suggestion, that you put the kibosh on your husband's extracurricular sextivities.
SYDNEY: Lauren, hey. Did you hear about Carrie? She had her baby.
LAUREN: I see what's going on between you and Michael, so let me be clear. Stay the hell away from my husband.
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3x14 BLOWBACK
LAUREN: This better be good.
SARK: And a good morning to you, too.
LAUREN: You called me to remind me to do my job?
SARK: Darling, it's not like that.
LAUREN: (sarcastically) Yeah.
LAUREN: Are you ready for our first job as senior management?
SARK: You're so ambitious, I love it.
LAUREN: Three. We have to be first in line. The CIA's sending agents.
SARK: Who?
LAUREN: One guess.
SARK: Sweetheart, this should be fun.
LAUREN: I'll see you in Vancouver. Don't be late or call me sweetheart.
SARK: Ambitious and domineering. Fantastic.
SARK: Husband and sweetheart are early. They're headed for room 2289.
LAUREN: Planting the virus now. Get out and get the car ready.
SARK: You are so controlling.
LAUREN: Move it. I'm right behind you.
LAUREN: They're right behind us.
SARK: Yes, thank you. I can see that.
(Lauren's in bed with Sark and on the phone with Vaughn.)
LAUREN: I'm working.
(Sark kisses her).
LAUREN: Sweetheart, I'm sorry but I'm being called away. I love you.
SARK: Tell me, did they spot us?
LAUREN: No, I don't think so. According to the transport order, the ship docks in 16 hours. We should get going.
SARK: You should know that you are amazing. Before, I mean.
SARK: Typically, this is where you return the compliment.
(Lauren ignores him and gets out of bed).
SARK: Put the gun down, Agent Vaughn. Drop the gun.
VAUGHN: Not a chance, you drop yours.
SARK: Put the gun down now.
SYDNEY: No, Vaughn, don't!
SARK: Drop it. If you love her, you will put the gun down now.
(Masked figure looks at Vaughn.)
VAUGHN: Freeze! Give me the bomb. Give it to me.
(Sark activates the explosive.)
SARK: With pleasure.
(Sark tosses the bomb to Vaughn, then runs away.)
LAUREN: Hello?
SARK: It killed you, didn't it, seeing him drop the gun for Sydney.
LAUREN: No it isn't a good time, can I call you in the morning?
SARK: He's there with you, is that it? Though he'd rather be with her. You know, it's quite a charade you two are engaged in.
LAUREN: I think we both know how dedicated I am to this assignment. If you have any issues, take it up through the proper channels.
SAKR: Don't mistake me. It's not your dedication that I question.
LAUREN: We'll talk about this later.
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3x15 FAÇADE
VAUGHN: Mr. Ryan, I'm Julian Sark.
RYAN: They said you was a pretty boy.
Vaughn sits next to Sark.
VAUGHN: Cheers.
SARK: Mr. Vaughn. Tell me, you wouldn't happen to known an eight letter word for "arrogant", would you? [speculation is that the implied answer is "American"]
VAUGHN: Do exactly as I tell you, or I'll kill you.
VAUGHN: Right here. Get in.
SARK: Doesn't it bother you?
VAUGHN: What's that?
SARK: A bomb-maker arranges for a meeting on a plane and then doesn't show up. I don't know about you, but that concerns me.
VAUGHN: Alright, I've got Sark. Talk him through it.
MARSHALL: Wait a minute, Sark as in Mr. Sark?
SARK: I understand we're looking for a degaussed ceramic fiber.
MARSHALL: Okay, first of all, I didn't touch anything. I swear. But the bomb's been activated.
JACK: We know. We just spoke to Vaughn.
MARSHALL: No, not on the plane, in my office. The bomb in my office has been activated.
(Jack jerks his head toward Ryan looking for an explanation.)
RYAN: Ivana Pannich, my former handler, confessed to me on the day before I was killed that my brother had been murdered by the Covenant, and that it was a test of loyalty for a woman named Julia Thorne.(looks to Sydney)
RYAN: You killed my brother.
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3x16 TAKEN
DIXON: (cell) Where have you been?
SARK: (cell) We have your children. They're safe, and they will remain so assuming you follow our demands precisely.
LAUREN: They're doing exactly as we expected.
SARK: The advantages of having a predictable adversary.
LAUREN: Not to mention someone on the inside.
SARK: Yes, indeed. Which brings me to my next question. Our superiors would like to know how your efforts in securing a scapegoat are progressing.
LAUREN: I've already taken care of it.
SARK: (cell) I must admit, I wasn't sure the good Director had it in him. I'm impressed.
LAUREN: (cell) That man is living through his worst nightmare. You might consider losing the sarcasm.
SARK: (cell) How touching. You actually care.
SARK: As always, it has been a pleasure doing business with you.
JACK: Sark! You don't deserve to walk out of here alive.
He's pulled a sig.
SARK: Before you consider taking any drastic measures, you should know that if I release my grip on this remote, the toxin will automatically go into your daughter's bloodstream. A failsafe, if you will. As I said, you have two minutes.
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3x17 THE FRAME
LAUREN: What are you proposing?
SARK: The last time Sydney Bristow induced your husband to stray from a committed relationship, he was dating Alice Williams. When her father died, Vaughn recommitted.
LAUREN: I am not going to kill my father.
SARK: Need I remind you that you expressed no such compunction about killing my father.
LAUREN: You asked me to kill Lazarey.
SARK: And now I'm asking you to kill Senator Reed.
LAUREN: The answer is no.
REED: Lauren, what are you doing?
LAUREN: Get on your knees.
REED: You can't do this.
LAUREN: Get on your knees. Hands behind your head.
(She's getting emotional.)
LAUREN: Do as I say!
REED: Lauren, please. Don't do this.
(She puts the gun down.)
OLIVIA: God! What are you doing? Give me the gun, Lauren.
(Olivia shoots her husband. Lauren winces.)
OLIVIA: Sark said you might back out.
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3x18 UNVEILED
LAUREN: (cell) What else did Bomani tell you? Did he instruct you in the quietest way to murder me?
SARK: (cell) Absolutely not.
LAUREN: (cell) You pathetic little errand boy. Tell Bomani he'll get proof of my worth the next time he sees me, when I deliver the Passenger.
LAUREN: (cell) After all that we've been through, I thought I could rely on you. I'll never forgive you for this.
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3x20 BLOOD TIES
SARK: But there are three things that you should understand.
SARK: The first involves this item I hold in my hands. It's capable of delivering up to 500,000 volts -- not enough to kill you, just enough to let you wish it would.
SARK: The second is I believe Mr. Brill disclosed the location of the Passenger, which means I won't stop until you tell me.
SARK: And third, Mr. Vaughn, is that I'm going to enjoy this far more than I should.
(Sark shocks him.)
SARK: When I'm through ? (FIX), I'll ask you again. Where is the Passenger?
VAUGHN: Holding that thing, you almost look like you've reached puberty.
LAUREN: Sark, we can't do this procedure now. He needs time to recover.
SARK: Why this sudden concern for your husband's well-being?
LAUREN: If he dies, he'll take the information with him.
SARK: Whatever petty feelings you have for him, they don't concern me.
LAUREN: Please listen.
(Sark slaps her.)
SARK: Please escort Mrs. Reed out of here.
SARK: Now, where were we?
SARK: We're done here. We have her location.
LAUREN: What about him?
SARK: Kill him.
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3x21 LEGACY
NADIA: Please, don't.
SLOANE: Nadia, my child. I don't want to hurt you.
NADIA: Then why are you doing this?
SLOANE: When Abraham was asked to take his only child, Isaac, and offer him up to God, he didn't hesitate. And he took in his hand the fire and the knife. And it was only then that the angel came. But Abraham had to be willing to make this unbearable choice.
(It turns out the house is the residence and/or research lab for Dr. Lee, the psychopath who removed one or more of Sydney's and Will's 2rd molars. He's extracting something from a marine species.)
LEE: I said no disturbances.
SYDNEY: I'm sure you can make an exception for an old friend.
(She hits him on the head with her pistol. After a short while, she slaps him awake.)
SYDNEY: Remember me from Taipei? Red hair? I liked my teeth. Now we know about your experiments in Novgorod. How much information did you get from my sister?
LEE: Drawings... numbers...
SYDNEY: Numbers? What kinds of numbers? What kinds of numbers?
LEE: She drew an equation, coordinates that would lead to a place...
SYDNEY: What place? What are we supposed to find there?
LEE: Rambaldi.
SYDNEY: What? His body, his grave site, his consciousness...
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3x22 RESURRECTION
SARK: I must say, your disguise, it addresses a certain proclivity of mine.
VAUGHN: Last time we were together, our roles were reversed. Funny how things happen.
SARK: I'm afraid the irony is lost on me.
VAUGHN: You like the electric batons and the injections. I'm not into accessories.
SARK: I'm more than willing to cooperate, Mr. Vaughn. I will tell you everything you want, but I will need something in return.
VAUGHN: No deals.
SARK: Well then it seems we're at an impasse. I assure you, it won't take Lauren long to solve Rambaldi's equation.
VAUGHN: Well, better get started then. Where's Lauren Reed?
(Vaughn slams Sark's head against the table.)
VAUGHN: I think I broke it.
SARK: Clearly.
VAUGHN: You ready to talk?
SARK: Yes. When I first learned of your wife's true allegiance, I almost felt pity for you. How embarrassing it must have been to learn that the woman you shared your bed with was only using you as an unfortunate means to an end.
VAUGHN: I wouldn't do this if I were you.
SARK: But then, she wasn't sharing your bed lately, was she? She was in mine... or in my car... or an elevator, or a garage. I remember this one time -- this is my favorite -- we were engaged in an alley, and she called you to tell you she loved you. That woman was deliciously filthy.
VAUGHN: Feel that? Feels like a knife slicing through you, doesn't it? Where is she?
(Vaughn has taken Lauren to another warehouse and strung her up with a pulley.)
LAUREN: Michael, please, I need to ask you to understand. When the Covenant asked me to marry you, I knew eventually they'd want me to coax you back into the CIA. Two years went by, and I hadn't heard from them, and by then I'd convinced myself I never would. I prayed I wouldn't, because I'd fallen in love with you.
VAUGHN: Shut up! I am going to erase you. I'm going to remove any evidence you ever existed. You used me, you used my grief, my work, who I am. You took that from me. I'm, taking it back. This is hydrochloric acid. You'll be unrecognizable.
LAUREN: Michael, I swear I was going to tell you everything. Remember that night we went downtown and had dinner? Instead, you told me Sydney was back. She came back, and you didn't need me anymore. I could see it in your eyes. Sydney came back, and...
VAUGHN: I said don't say her name.
VAUGHN: I hate you, but I love Sydney more. That's the only reason you're not dying tonight.
(Vaughn gets stabbed in the back by someone. All that's seen are gloved hands taking a key from Vaughn.)
LAUREN: Thank God.
(Lauren spits on him.)
VAUGHN: Stop!
LAUREN: Put the gun down! If you love her, you'll put the gun down.
(Vaughn lowers the gun.)
LAUREN: You really are a boyscout.
(Vaughn shoots Lauren.)