Myka: So what about Paul Bunyan's axe, or David's slingshot?
Pete: Or how about bag of magical beans?
Artie: We got the axe, we got the slingshot. The beans, please - that's just a fairytale.
Pete: It's good to know where we draw the line.

What, I saw it all on Mythbusters?

Steve: Oh, I'm sorry my burglary skills are a little rusty.
Artie: We're Warehouse agents this isn't burglary this is creative snagging.

Artie: Hey, guys, the Phoenix and the Goblet of Severan, Mrs. Frederic says they've been taken from the warehouse. And she seemed shaken.
Pete: Mrs. Frederic? Seemed shaken?
Artie: Yeah.
Myka: That is so not comforting.

Artie: You're still an expert at breaking and entering.
Claudia: It's like stealing a bicycle.

Artie: You can't tell anyone.
HG Wells: I already have.
Artie: Oh my god, what have you done?
HG Wells: I shared my suspension with Mrs. Fredrick.

Steve: I could tell you were lying.
Artie: Yeah, that never gets old.

Artie: Claudia, go easy we have all been through a lot
Claudia: Worst case of identity theft ever!

Myka: Sleep. You look... you look terrible.
Artie: Thank you very much. You still have some monkey phlegm in your hair.
Myka: It's not phlegm...

Pete: What am I looking for?
Artie: Anything that might cause an electrical or chemical imbalance in the brain.
Pete: Oh, well, so a brain imblancer. That's easy. It's probably right next to his time travel machine.

Artie: Hey! Please take this seriously. I had a run-in with a Mayan calendar a few years ago, and that question saved my life. And the two agents with me were not quite so lucky.
Myka: What happened to them?
Artie: Their clocks... stopped.
Pete: So, what? They died?
Artie: Well, they'll wish they had in a 100 years or so.

Artie: So am I fired?
Mrs. Frederic: Worse. They want you to stay. Bering and Lattimer are not the best agents we've ever had. You are.
Artie: They said that?
Mrs. Frederic: It was said. And they were smart enough to believe me.
Artie: Oh. Thanks.
Mrs. Frederic: Simply the facts.