You did a good job McGee. You did exactly what you had to do.Gibbs
Tony: Hernandez was a small time dealer in a big cartel, and he may have pulled the trigger, but he didn't make the big decisions. Long was his boss.
Gibbs: What about it?
Tony: What do you mean "what about it?" This is personal for you, Gibbs. You and Mitch. You want revenge for your families. But what does that mean? Are you going to put a bullet in Long's head the way you did to Hernandez?
Gibbs: I'm going to tell you this one time. We're going to get Long on good evidence. This is above board. Do you understand what I just said?
Tony: I understand if you let Mitch get dirty, you get dirty too.
Gibbs: No, no no - we agreed. This is above board.
Tony: Then what is he doing right now? Where is he?
Gibbs: I just talked to him. He's at his hotel. We're going to start fresh in the morning.
Tony: No. He lied to you. We just pinged his phone. He's at Long's place.
McGee: Where are you going?
Tony: I'm done taking orders. Are you coming?
Gibbs: Where are you, DiNozzo?
Tony: What do you mean? I'm right here, where I always am.
Gibbs: Well then let me ask you something. Is that what you want?
Tony: Do I want to be here? Yeah. I wouldn't be, if it wasn't what I wanted.
Gibbs: Years ago you had a shot at your own team. You turned it down.
Tony: Yeah that was my decision.
Gibbs: You want to be a leader, or not?
Tony: You mean do I want to be you?
Gibbs: The day I joined all I had was a reason. Things change. Reason stays the same. It's always with me. Never leaves.
Tony: Shannon and Kelly.
Gibbs: Either you got a reason or you don't.
Franks: All the sawbones in the world...and you get Chuckles the Clown. I'll be this guy's a hoot at parties.
Gibbs: Shut up, Mike.
Forget the bourbon you tough son of a bitch. Make mine a fifteen year old single malt.Taft
You know, I'd like to shake the hand of whomever invented the exploding bullet. And then shoot him.Taft
Budd: Come to make the day more exciting, have you?
Tony: Oh yeah. Shooting you in the chest at close range, and a little dim sum...perfect day.
Budd: Well. By all means.
Rousseau: Look at you, brimming with confidence. But who is the one needing answers? We're calling the shots.
Gibbs [stabs Rousseau in the hand with a pen]: No more playing. My rules. My game.
Rousseau: The game is changing.
Gibbs: Oh yeah. You bet it is.
Tony: They're working on him now. I'm going to stay here until he's out of surgery.
Vance: No you're not. The best thing you can for Gibbs now is your job.
Vance: If The Calling is still operating in Iraq, you need to get back there while the trail's still hot.
Tony: Look sir. No one wants Daniel Budd stopped more than I do...
Vance: Then we don't stop, DiNozzo, until The Calling's dismantled and this psychopath is either captured or dead. We owe Gibbs that much. Are. We. Clear?
Tony: We're clear.
Kelly: That was a good day.
Gibbs: We had a lot of them.
Kelly: Not any more. You don't have good days now. You spend too much time thinking about the past.
Gibbs: Plenty to think about.
Kelly: You have to stop, dad. Things are different. It's about the future now. There are too many people counting on you.
Time to dance, Agent Gibbs. Mind if I lead?Taft