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Fiona: Took you long enough, was beginning to think you didn't need me.
Michael: Fi, I need you more than ever.

Hey asshole. Michael Westin says hello.


Barry: Yeah, you got one man. One is down.
Sam: yeah, now there's only 3 people trying to kill us.

Barry: Hey! How long is it going to take to get this boomstick thing ready?
Sam: A minute.
Barry: I don't think we have a minute. They're coming.

Sam: I need your wallet, some scissors, and a glass.
Barry: What's the glass for?
Sam: We don't waste beer in my family.

Sam: The guys Fi rolled over on, recognize any of them?
Barry: Yeah, Garret Hartley, I think he's the vice president of killing people; he's a cold hearted son of a bitch.

Sam: I've been helping you slog through this burn notice crap for how many years and I don't get to be there when you put the wraps on the last bastard standing?
Michael: You know how it is, you - the agency - you!

Fiona: I trust you Michael, but if you let that weasel slip away again I'm going to break out of here just to kick your ass!
Michael: Fair enough.

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