Why do you even give a s*** anyway? It’s your last day, isn’t it? Why don’t you make a paper aeroplane or a rubber band ball? Make yourself useful.[to Louisa]
Why are you mistaking this for my office? Where you’re also not welcome.[to Catherine]
Who’s gonna get your salary when you keel over on the job?[Diana Taverner]Are you suggesting a marriage of convenience? So, if one of us cops it, the other one cashes in?[Jackson Lamb]I would rather die.[Diana Taverner]
When that mad French bastard stormed this place, we were fighting him off with a f***ing kettle. What if we get attacked again?[Shirley Dander]The kettle got replaced, didn’t it?[Jackson Lamb]
What do you want me to do?[River Cartwright]Quit.[Jackson Lamb]
What do I do about the body on my staircase?[Jackson Lamb]Moody?[Diana Taverner]Yeah.[Jackson Lamb]He’s dead?[Diana Taverner]It’s hard to tell, given his IQ, but yes.[Jackson Lamb]
You’re Lamb?[Emma Flyte]This time of night, I’m plagued by doubts.[Jackson Lamb]I’m Emma Flyte. Duffy’s replacement.[Emma Flyte]Well, you’re already an improvement. On account of not being brain-dead and in a coma.[Jackson Lamb]
We’re spies. We’ve all faked our own death at one time or another.
We need to address the five Fs. Who the f***? What the f***? Where the f***? And why the f***?[Jackson Lamb]That’s four.[J.K. Coe]F*** off. That’s five.[Jackson Lamb]
Usual activism for an educated woman of her age: heavy on hashtags, light on results.[about Tara]
Two mobiles. Jed, Jed, Jed. I’m surprised you had enough friends to carry one.
There’s just a whole set of ethics there that you really need to catch up on.[River Cartwright]Yes. And the day they introduce ethics into what we do, they might as well shut us down.[Jackson Lamb]
