If you just give me four minutes, OK, 2 1/2. Kens?

Deeks [to Kensi]

I'm good. You know what -- I'm better than good. I haven't wet the bed in over a week and the voices in my head are all but gone away. "Shut up" "No, you shut up."

Deeks

How's your beach body?

Deeks

You smell like Sunshine and gun powder. Two of my favorite things.

Deeks

Deeks: Hence the 10 year rule.
Kensi: Mhm?
Deeks: You should always know your partner at least 10 years prior to marrying them. You date me for a decade, you deserve my hand in marriage.
Kensi: That sounds so much more like a punishment than a reward.

Deeks: This thing?
Kensi: Yes. Our thing.
Deeks: I'm sorry. I didn't -- I didn't hear you because there are so many people walking by. Maybe say it louder. Once more just for me.
Kensi: I hate you.
Deeks: You don't. You don't. You don't hate me.
Kensi: Our thing.
Deeks: Wow. Phew.
Kensi: You have to promise me something too.
Deeks: Anything.
Kensi: Promise you'll be patient with me.
Deeks: See you tonight.
Kensi: Yeah.

(To Nate as he leaves) Keep you wits sharp, your heart open and your gun loaded.

Hetty

Sam: (about Deeks)One of these days, I'm going to kill him.
Callen: Maybe he grows on you.
Sam: So does Ringworm.

Hetty: Second unrelated question, do you have plans for this weekend?
Nate: Plans?
Hetty: Plans.
Nate: Uh, are you asking me out? No, that'd be weird. No, no plans.

They spent six months digging through my life before I got the job offer to work here. Grade school report cards, interviewing neighbors, polygraphs, they did a full body cavity search...of my life.

Deeks

Deeks: I was just gonna see if you were good.
Kensi: Yeah. You?
Deeks: I'm good if you're good.
Kensi: I'm good.
Deeks: Okay. That's good. We're good. Which is, you know, great.
Kensi: I'm glad we cleared that up. See ya tomorrow.

I trusted my training.

Nell