Manaro: Do you know how many city ordinances we had to violate for your plan to work?
Michael: Do you have a better plan?
Manaro: If something explodes I'm not doing the paperwork.
Michael: If something explodes we have bigger problems than paperwork.

Manaro: That guard is staying put, it's action time.
Michael: Action Time? They teach you that at Langley?
Manaro: Just call her.
Michael: Ok, I'm going to "action time" her [rolls eyes].

Michael: Fi, how does a weekend in South Carolina sound? It's not Paris, but there will be lots of guns.
Fiona: Sounds lovely.

Michael: Do you think your girlfriend can loan me some items to look the part?
Sam: I hate this plan already.

Pearce: I've been re-assigned to Mumbai; part of an anti-counterfeiting task force. I leave the country in a few hours.
Michael: Pearce, you're gonna be stuck in some room examining fake prescription labels for the rest of your career.
Pearce: Just promise me this won't be for nothing Michael.
Michael: I promise.

Michael: We still don't know what kind of situation we're walking into.
Fiona: When do we ever? When has that ever mattered?
Michael: SINCE! NATE! DIED!

Sam: Hey, look who's not in jail.
Pearce: Well, I just got an ear full from Langley about your little stunt. What the hell were you thinking threatening an FBI agent like that?
Michael: I didn't threatening him. I asked him questions with a gun in my hand. A gun I have the right to legally carry.

Fiona: I think Rebecca found your tracker. Nice try Sam.
Sam: I put that fricking thing in her boot heel. How the hell did find it?
Michael: Because she's good.

Rebecca: You don't have to believe me. Shoot me if you want. But I'm not going to run from you. We're either good or we're not. You decide.
Michael: Go.
Rebecca: I am sorry for your loss. I hope you find the son of bitch who pulled the trigger.

Michael: What the hell are you doing here?
Rebecca: Besides bleeding out on your floor? I'm here to tell you I give up.

Fiona: Thank you for not giving up.
Michael: Consider it pay back for the thousand times you never gave up on me.

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

Burn Notice Quotes

Sam: What can I do?
Michael: I just hacked Brennen's cell. I e-mailed you everything on it. I need you to comb through the addresses, text messages and phone calls.
Sam: You wanna know what Brennen's after.
Michael: I wanna know everything. I wanna know who his buyer is, where he's got Nate, what brand of orange juice he drinks in the morning.
Sam: I'm on it.
Michael: And you'd better hurry. 'Cause I get the feeling Brennen's got the Westen brothers fitted for body bags.

Sam: You got the pickup-location, Mikey?
Michael: Train tracks on 10th Street. Looks like the meeting is gonna be on the move so no one can hit it.
Sam: Have to hit it on the move then.

Burn Notice Music

  Song Artist
Song Fun In The Islands Rene Van Verseveld
Song Synthetic Beat Chamber
Song CMP5131 Out Of Range Noizy Ninja