So you're watching us watching them watching you.

Robert

Esther: So you want us to provide assault rifles and ammunition to members of the alt-right.
Robert: English may be your second language, but you sure as shit nailed that patronizing tone.

Richard: Do you think they have what it takes?
Steven: What, the job? I can't speak for Yates, but you won't find a better deputy chief than Robert.
Richard: Well, it's a different job these days, Steven. A different mandate.
Steven: Presidents come and go, Richard. Intelligence is intelligence.
Richard: Yeah, but we were fools playing the world's cop for so many years, playing beyond our means. Look where that got you. Hung out to dry by Langly in the end. Don't tell me it wasn't time for a change.
Steven: OK, yeah, sure. But you don't bring in a bull to rearrange the china shop.

Richard: I met your successor today, BB Yates, and that sparkplug second in charge. What's his name?
Steven: Robert? Yeah. He's passionate.
Richard: Yeah. Well, other adjectives to come to mind.

Who says there are no friends in espionage?

BB