- Parker: And don't worry. I haven't stabbed anyone in a really long time. Like, a whole month.
- Sophie Devereaux: Well, Parker, that's not very long.
- Parker: It is when you're the one not doing the stabbing.
- Harry Wilson: [Opening the cabinet and looking at all the canvases] Are they all stolen masterpieces in this closet?
- Alec Hardison: Don't be ridiculous, man.
- [Hardison and Spencer looking at him and shake their heads]
- Alec Hardison: If they were stolen masterpieces, they'd be in that cabinet.
- [He point over at another cabinet]
- Bligh: I work in the field of violence. Not knowing Elliot Spencer in our line of business, it's a bit like not knowing Rembrandt.
- [Elliot smiles a bit at the compliment]
- Parker: We can bonk him on the head later if we have to.
- Harry Wilson: Uh, thank you. That doesn't seem right.
- Alec Hardison: Sophie, come on, say it; You know you have to.
- Sophie Devereaux: [smiling] "Let's go steal a stolen Rembrandt."
- Eliot Spencer: [clapping his hands] That's my girl!
- Sophie Devereaux: [describing Nate] He was a very brilliant, very angry man... For a while, his family contained his anger and then his son died, and he turned the anger on himself. When we worked together it drove him, and he was relentless. Then he stopped being angry, but the damage was done. His heart burned too hot for too long.
- Eliot Spencer: Yeah, y'all hear that high pitched whistle? Your jockey pump failed, all right? Water's gonna come bursting out of these pipes at about 300psi.
- Todd: Is that bad?
- Eliot Spencer: Son, that's enough to tear a baby's arm off.
- Alec Hardison: You talking a baby or, like, a toddler?
- Eliot Spencer: I don't know. Maybe a toddler. Maybe one of those Pre-K's.
- Todd: What an unsettling metaphor.
- Alec Hardison: You know somebody who nasty enough to pick lice off a damned cactus with his bare hands?
- Eliot Spencer: Yeah. It was a big favor.