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Sam: I think I tore a ligament or something on top of that stupid bus.
Jesse: God, will you stop complaining about it.
Sam: I'm not complaining; it just hurts.
Jesse: Right, that's called complaining. That's what complaining is.

Michael: Fi, I need your help.
Fiona: Michael, I have spent the last year trying to put my life back together. What was left of it. Now things are good. I can't drop everything when you call. Not anymore.
Michael: You're right. I'm sorry. I made a promise that things were going to change and then I broke that promise. I'm glad you have that now.
Fiona: What do you need?

Burke: She's going to be in a holding cell somewhere in that building.
Jesse: Who is she?
Burke: She's a girl in a holding cell somewhere inside the building, that's all you need to know.

Jesse: You ok?
Sam: Yeah, just been a long day. Kind of hoping it would be over.
Jesse: I hate to say this Sam, but I think this thing is far from over.

Madeline: Thank you Fiona, this has been very satisfying.
Fiona: No, this will be satisfying [hands Madeline the detonation button].

Fiona: You know this can get pretty loud. Do you want to wait around the building?
Madeline: I want to help. Unless you think it's not a good idea.
Fiona: No, I think it's a wonderful I idea.

Burke: The first guy I talked to about this job had a plan taking out the guard's front gate and pulling the truck out bloody. Is that pretty much what you're thinking?
Jesse: Any idiot can throw a rock at a wasp's nest. We're finesse guys. We'll get you truck make a much smaller mess.

Jesse: Look Sam, you know I want to help Mike out, but I got clients to answer to. I can't just go running off to the DR on a random Thursday.
Sam: Tell me about it. I was supposed to go have some extra special Sammy time with Elsa this weekend but that ain't happening

Fiona: You remembered my story.
Michael: Always, I would never forget.

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