Favorite Warehouse 13 Quotes
Claudia: It's sealed with an Omega level security code.
Myka: Can you hack it?
Claudia: Pope, Catholic, bear, woods. You know the drill.
Artie: How long did you have before the warehouse was gonna explode?
Pete: Under a minute.
Claudia: More like thirty seconds.
Artie: That's lucky. I once got there with 17, and (Mrs. Frederic's) voice gets really annoying when she's counting down the seconds one at time.
Myka: I just don't understand why I had to be the model.

Pete: Well first of all, I don't have legs for a dress like that.
Pete: I would be honored to have a life like yours.
Artie: I would be honored if you'd try for a little more.
Myka: Is there anything you don't play with?
Pete: Umm... no.
Myka: Having intel in the field keeps an agent alive, Pete. But Artie acts like keeping us alive is not a priority. To him we're just...
Pete: Redshirts?
Myka: Yeah.
Pete: Okay. First, he doesn't think we're redshirts. And second, that's so cool you knew what I meant.
Myka: Do you know every former warehouse agent we know is either crazy, evil, or dead?
Pete: Or all three.
Claudia: It's okay if I don't like you, right?
Leena: Of course. But you do.
Myka: What's he in for?
Pete: He killed his wife. A lot.
Myka: How do we not end up with our brain scrambled, or fried, or blown up, or what every new way to die there could be?
Pete: Look at the bright side, I am usually within ten feet of you, so whatever terrible thing happens to you will happen to me too.
Myka: Comforting.
Claudia: Check.
Artie: I'll be damned.
Claudia: Well, maybe, but I'm not one to judge.
Myka: Hey, partner. How are you feeling?
Pete: Sore. Everywhere. Need cookies.
