- Michael Vaughn: If Sloane can't touch this case, then why did they assign it to his task-force?
- Jack Bristow: Because of Sydney. Our target is someone with whom several of you are quite familiar.
- Sydney Bristow: Who is it?
- Jack Bristow: Anna Espinosa.
- Sydney Bristow: I thou... She's supposed to be dead.
- Jack Bristow: So are a lot of people.
- Julian Sark: Mr. Vaughn, your timing is impeccable, the last of my broken bones is finally healed and I sit before you a fresh canvas, for your aggression. But before we begin whatever inquisition you're here for, there is a pesky question that's been lingering in my head. Do you mind?
- Michael Vaughn: Go ahead.
- Julian Sark: Was it the infidelity or the espionage that motivated you to kill the woman I loved?
- Michael Vaughn: The woman that you loved?
- Julian Sark: Yes, loved. You know she once actually told me that she longed to love you, but the mundane existence you provided, couldn't hold a candle to my passion.
- Michael Vaughn: [Vaughn punches Sark in the face] That wasn't for sleeping with the woman I was married to, I couldn't care less about her.
- Julian Sark: With regards to your previous request, I will help you locate CRF leadership. But as always, you must do something for me in return.
- Michael Vaughn: Why the Charade, if you were going to cooperate, why run at all?
- Julian Sark: For the Bubbly, of course.
- Michael Vaughn: Nadia's great, I know that, alright. But you might want to consider just taking it slow.
- Eric Weiss: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, What's with the warning?
- Michael Vaughn: Uhh, Sally Vincent
- Eric Weiss: Haaaa, Sally; that was a completely different story.
- Michael Vaughn: How is it different? When it ended you were all like weird.
- Eric Weiss: Weird, how?
- Michael Vaughn: You were building ships in bottles. You built many, many ships in many bottles over many, many months.
- Eric Weiss: Yeah, that's called a hobby.
- Michael Vaughn: Hobby; you locked yourself in a closet for a month.
- Eric Weiss: Tell me you don't still think about how I got those ships in the bottles
- Michael Vaughn: No I don't
- Sydney Bristow: Where are you going?
- Michael Vaughn: I'll tell you later, when's the meet with Anna?
- Sydney Bristow: Now
- Michael Vaughn: Nadia's gonna be okay.
- Sydney Bristow: I just want the ghosts would go away.
- Michael Vaughn: Tell me about it.
- Michael Vaughn: Open it up.
- Prison Guard: Procedure Dictates...
- Michael Vaughn: Him, we're old friends
- Julian Sark: Actually, giving our shared intimacies with your late wife, I may even go so far as to say that we're family.
- Julian Sark: I see your bargaining skills have gone the way of your manhood.
- Michael Vaughn: Let me rephrase then. I'd be willing to leave you with what you already have and not make your life more uncomfortable.
- Julian Sark: I don't see that there's much left to take away.
- Michael Vaughn: You stonewall me and I'll have you shipped to Alder Penitentiary, and I'll have you secured in darkened solitary until the end of days. 24/7 in a pitch black cell with zero human contact is a slow way to die. Especially with all the demons you've got in your closet, and believe me they will come knocking.
- Julian Sark: I regret to inform you, Mr. Vaughn, I'm not afraid of the dark
- Michael Vaughn: You should be, I'm having you transferred to Alder tonight.