December 10, 2018 | 0 Comments
Naya: What exactly is it you want me to do with this office? Management: We want you to hunt a very special kind of spy.
Naya: What exactly is it you want me to do with this office? Management: We want you to hunt a very special kind of spy.
Management: Why do you suppose you’re so good at catching spies? Naya: Because I know what it’s like to be an outsider, to have my nose…
Management: Do you believe in God? Naya: Yes. Management: Why? Naya: Are you asking why I believe in God? Because I’m fairly certain I…
OHoward: What the hell happened to you? Quayle: Aldrich’s looking for you. OHoward: Yeah? Aldrich’s not going to be a problem for either…
Ian: Did you feel something for him? Emily: If I did, it was just a phantom limb.
Howard: I didn’t have a choice. Ian: Of course you didn’t. Howard: I just want to go home.
Pope: I’m your enemy, Howard. I’m the one who tried to kill your wife. … This is how you wanted to win me over? This is your plan?…
Roland: Thus endeth diplomacy.
Translator: Management would like for Mr. Quayle to make a recommendation.
Quayle: So it was all for this? Five years of marriage. Preparation. Clare: The future hasn’t even begun. The news few hours, days,…