Sam: So you found the fake Michael Westen, good looking fellow. Doesn't quiet have your chin.
Michael: That means a lot coming from you.

Michael: Say Sam.
Sam: Yeah Mike?
Michael: What does it look like someone spent some time and money fortifying John's house?
Sam: Because someone spent some time and money fortifying John's house.

Sam: Guy's name is Zachariah he is the E. N. I. C.
Michael: [blank look]
Sam: Extremist Nutbag In Charge

Sam: Unless we can think of something clever, it's going to get real ugly real fast.
Fiona: Then we will have to think of something clever Sam.

Sam: Can't you do some other favor for the guy, like mow his lawn or wash his plane?
Fiona: That is not how Armand works, if we want his help we do what he ask.
Sam: That's funny; I hear the devil works the same way.

Michael: I guess you're going to Orlando
Sam: Not it.
Michael: What happen to the promise to run the next errand?
Sam: It's null and void when I say "not it".

Michael: One of us should....
Sam: Not it!
Michael: [blank stare]
Sam: You weren't expecting that were you?
Michael: Fine, but the next errand is yours.

Sam: Ever since you guys moved in together, things have seemed a little tense.
Fiona: I would be happy with tense. Michael can find room for my snow-globes in his apartment; but, he can't seem to figure out how I fit into his life.

Sam: Oh great, we're going to snatch a murder with a couple of magnets and a roll of duct-tape?
Michael: And guns Sam, plenty of guns.

Sam: Hey, want a beer?
Jesse: Neah, I prefer to be sober when risking my life.

Sam: So who do you think is having more fun right now, Mike and Fi in paradise waiting for Mojito refills or you and I waiting in a back alley for a Romanian assassin?
Jesse: I dunno, but I would have more fun if Tavian would show up.

Hey if your firm wants to loan us any more of its fancy toys; no complaints here.

Burn Notice Quotes

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.

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.

Burn Notice Music

  Song Artist
Song Fun In The Islands Rene Van Verseveld
Song Synthetic Beat Chamber
Song CMP5131 Out Of Range Noizy Ninja