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Sam: What can I do?
Michael: I just hacked Brennen's cell. I e-mailed you everything on it. I need you to comb through the addresses, text messages and phone calls.
Sam: You wanna know what Brennen's after.
Michael: I wanna know everything. I wanna know who his buyer is, where he's got Nate, what brand of orange juice he drinks in the morning.
Sam: I'm on it.
Michael: And you'd better hurry. 'Cause I get the feeling Brennen's got the Westen brothers fitted for body bags.

Michael: I just hacked Brennen's cell. I e-mailed you everything on it. I need you to comb through the addresses, text messages and phone calls.
Sam: You wanna know what Brennen's after.
Michael: I wanna know everything. I wanna know who his buyer is, where he's got Nate, what brand of orange juice he drinks in the morning.
Sam: I'm on it.
Michael: And you'd better hurry. 'Cause I get the feeling Brennen's got the Westen brothers fitted for body bags.

Michael: Uh, Detective, I spoke with some officers at the station recently and I think we cleared up all the questions they had.
Paxson: Well, I have different questions. They're about a traffic incident. Three cars blown up, three more totaled. Apparently, we have a one-man wrecking crew on our hands.
Fiona: How can you be so sure it's a man?
Paxson: I'm as progressive as the next gal, Ms. Glenanne, but someone matching Mr. Westen's description was spotted driving away from the scene.
Michael: White male, dark hair, athletically built? I hope your department pays overtime because you're gonna be searching for a few hundred thousand suspects.

Michael: (Carefully opens the birthday gift box from Fiona) It's a bayonet.
Fiona: Used during the first world war for close fighting.
Michael: Fi, thanks.
Fiona: Well, someone once told me that caring for you is like trench warfare. (Michael casts a narrow glance at the kitchen where his mother is) So I thought you should arm yourself.

(to Falcone) You have a slug in your engine block. Your team is pinned down and I'm leaving with your boss. If I were you, I'd think about another line of work other than security.

(voice-over) One of the things covert operatives have to give up is the idea of a fair fight. Spies are not trained to fight fair. Spies are trained to win.

This man is a freelance psychopath - and I'm the only one in a position to do anything about it.

Michael: When I caught Simon he laughed. He said it was just a matter of time until I was just like him.
Madeline [comforting Michael]: He's wrong honey, that isn't the son I raised.

Michael: I thought you wanted to rent the garage to someone nice who owned a cat?
Madeline: "Nice is overrated, and besides, I forgot how much I hate cats.

Jesse: Before I let you in on this I need to tell you something. I am seeing this through. The old bosses will let me back in one day, and then I am going to find who burned me and kill them. Are you good with that?
Michael: Yeah, I am good with that.

Michael: Jesse is investigating the same people we are. They nearly killed everyone at this table. I say we hear him out.
Fiona: Sure, get a guy fired, ruin his life. I'd say you owe him a Mojito and a friendly shoulder to cry on at the very least.

Sam: You got the pickup-location, Mikey?
Michael: Train tracks on 10th Street. Looks like the meeting is gonna be on the move so no one can hit it.
Sam: Have to hit it on the move then.

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Burn Notice Quotes

[rolls out from under truck] Don't try that at home.

Fiona

Sam: What? Are you here to take a victory lap?
Brennan: A little bit, yeah.

Burn Notice Music

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