When my father was kidnapped, I knew from prior experience that no matter what I did that day, the results would not be good, okay? In these situations they rarely are... We're gonna change that. We're gonna get these kids back. We're gonna get them back alive!
[visits a bar full of coeds on spring break while checking leads] Four year-college tuition, $200,000. Books and supplies, $5,000. Room and board, $25,000. [sees unconscious patron] Passing out with two cocktail olives up your nose...
[to Matt] Listen to me. Who do you think you're talking to, huh? Think you're talking to one of your dopey clients. I'm your brother! You don't lie to me!
Cause you don't want to tell me! What, you think it's so fantastic I'm going to steal it? You fly in some deep-fried sandwich from New Jersey I'm not allowed to know about-
Salad, okay? Just a salad. That's it. There's nothing else in here. Grace has been taking a nutrition class and she is concerned about my cholesterol so I promised her I would eat better. Okay?
Hey, this is the CIA you are dealing with here, okay? They wrote the book on advanced interrogation techniques, which I am absolutely positive you have sitting on your bedside table right now, okay? Just so you know, I understand, okay? I would not mind a little one-on-one session with Jenna Kaye. The thought does stimulate my imagination, too.
[looks at Steve deflatedly] Why do you do that? I had a little fantasy worked out. I mean, you're, like, a devourer of dreams. You know what I mean, like, you eat them. Like a little Pac-Man in cargo pants.