Deeks: Special Agent Kensi Blye ...
Kensi: Is not buying into your BS.

Clyde: [Sean] says he finds consistency to be suffocating.
Deeks: That totally makes sense.
Kensi: What?
Deeks: What? Variety is the hot spice of life.

You know what's crazy? You look just like my dad.

Alessandra [to Deeks]

Hetty: I'm sorry.
Mac: Don't be. My life is good. Some things don't just work out.

You want to strengthen this unit, but all you have done is weaken it.

Callen [to Mosley]

Those kids have no idea what's happening.

Nanny

Kensi: When will I be back?
Hetty: When the job's done.

It's better if I don't see a bomb for a long time.

Sam [to Callen]

Ochoa: In this business, you have to walk a long tightrope.
Turk: You want easy, go work for the Post Office.

Miguel: Go to hell!
Callen: If I do, I'm sure I'll see you there.

Road rage and a capture. You don't see that every day, even in L.A.

Callen

Sam: Don't start.
Callen: Nothing. Jazz hands.