Phil Coulson: Skye, Trip, get ready for a large file transfer.
Skye: How large?
[a filing cabinet comes crashing out the window]
Skye: You know, I never gave you enough credit for this whole zen-warrior thing. But I got to admit, it'd be nice to feel nothing right now.
Melinda May: You think I don't feel anything?
Skye: Look at you. You're a statue. And you and Ward had a thing. So if anyone should be furious...
Melinda May: I'm furious. But I'm sure as hell not gonna waste it on a tantrum. I'm gonna mine it, save it... and when we find Ward, I'm gonna use every bit of it to take him down.
Skye: Wish I knew how to use that hate-fu.
Phil Coulson: We have no authority to do this. We're no longer S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. We're...
Leo Fitz: We're vigilantes.
Phil Coulson: I was gonna say, 'doing this because it's the right thing to do,' but... yeah.
Phil Coulson: So if you're with me, I'm gonna finish what I started. I'll be damned if I'm going to let Garrett and Ward get away with murder. And I want my plane back.
Phil Coulson: This is just about everything we've been dealing with. And this connects them all. Cybertek built Deathlok, shipped items to Quinn, who was working for the Clairvoyant, who turned out to be Garrett, who planted Ward on our bus because he wanted to know why I didn't stay dead. Should have drawn another chart for this part.
Phil Coulson: Oh, my God. Is that a handheld hypno-beam?
Antoine Triplett: One of the original betas. See how it has the switch on the bottom?
Phil Coulson: The production models moved it to the side. This is amazing. Almost as cool as...
Skye: Ah, ha, ha. Okay. The two of you can get a room later, but we have a plane to catch.
Grant Ward: Skye's an orphan. Been looking for her parents for awhile. It's not exactly a secret.
Raina: But that's what intrigued me. That and her DNA. It appears to be a match for someone I heard bout a long time ago.
Grant Ward: You know something about Skye's history?
Raina: I can't confirm it's her, but I did hear a story about a baby girl. Years ago, a village in the Hunan province in China. It destroyed, every man, woman, and child torn apart by monsters trying to find this baby.
Grant Ward: Did the monster kill the baby's parents?
Raina: No. That's whats so interesting. The baby's parents were the monsters.
Phil Coulson: Trip was generous enough to offer up some of his granddad's spy tech to help us out, so we should systematically take a full inventory of ev... Oh, my god. Is that a handheld hypno-beam?
Teenage Ward: Why should I trust you?
John Garrett: You shouldn't. Don't trust anybody, ever, especially me.
Reporter: [On TV] Speculation continues as to whether this superhuman assassination was carried out by a man, monster, or machine.
Leo Fitz: The correct answer is "D", all of the above. What the hell is Deathlok doing in Bogota?
Ott: We've seen one of these bullets before. What did they use it with?
Diaz: The sleepy-sleep gun, I think.
Ott: That's right. Our team took this rudimentary concept and converted it into an aerosol grenade. Much more useful.
Leo Fitz: [Through Coulson's comm] But this is an icer!
Phil Coulson: Yes, but this is an icer. Triple the stopping power and a much cooler... name.
Leo Fitz: I'm glad that I did it. You hear me? You lose, we win.
John Garrett: You're dead.
Leo Fitz: Well, no worse than you.
John Garrett: [about Raina] Something about that woman unnerves me.
Grant Ward: It's those eyes.
John Garrett: No, it's what's behind those eyes.
John Garrett: The quartermaster at your military school's an old buddy of mine. He told me about a pissed-off young cadet with off-the-chart eye-hand coordination who went awol, stole a car, drove over a thousand miles home only to try and burn the place down. I must say, I find a young man like that intriguing. I'm curious. Did you know your brother was in the house when you set it on fire?
Teenage Ward: No, sir, I did not.
John Garrett: I was a pyro as a kid, too. Ended up making a pretty good living at it. I'm here to make you a one-time offer, so listen up. Your family's lawyer's gonna be here in about 20 minutes. Not only are your folks pressing charges against you for arson and attempted murder, but your older brother's petitioning the court to have you tried as an adult. Now, you can spend the next few years locked up in a cage, blaming mommy and daddy and mean older brother for your problems, Or you can let me get you out of here and teach you how to be a man.
Raina: You're staring at me again.
Deathlok: You gave them my son. All I see are pictures of him in a cell.
Raina: I was following orders. Just like you.
Deathlok: So, is someone playing God with you, too? Seeing everything you see? Waiting to push a button and blow a hole in your skull if you disobey? Is there?
Deathlok: Then why are you here?
Raina: For you and others like you - people with gifts. I'm waiting for what's inside to be revealed.
Ian Quinn: [about his haircut] 5 bucks. That's it, huh?
Ernesto The Barber: Sí.
Ian Quinn: Same thing cost me $30 in Rome.
John Garrett: There it is - The face of our future. Mr. Quinn's the poster boy for our new enterprise.
Grant Ward: Not sure how that's supposed to work. He's also an international fugitive, accused of a laundry list of crimes.
Ian Quinn: Accused by S.H.I.E.L.D., of whom I've been a vocal critic for years. Now S.H.I.E.L.D.'s gone down in flames while I rise from the ashes, all charges dismissed and my sterling reputation restored.
John Garrett: I knew there was a reason I didn't rip out that silver tongue of yours.
John Garrett: You remember when we first met? I told you I worked for a secret organization? Well, it's more like I work for a secret organization inside another secret organization. You ever heard of Hydra?
Phil Coulson: We're on with the R&D department up at Cybertek's Palo Alto offices.
[Fitz leans back in his chair, obviously concerned]
Skye: It'll be okay, Fitz. No matter how deep they dig, they'll only find the new identities I've created.
Leo Fitz: It's not that. It's the idea of giving them access to all of our designs.
Phil Coulson: We're not actually giving them anything. We just need to get inside so we can plug Skye's flash drive into one of their computers. You don't have to go.
Leo Fitz: It's not that either. It's Ward. What if Garrett put an exploding eye into him, to control him? Maybe that's why he betrayed us.
Skye: I'm pretty sure there's a much simpler reason. He's evil.
Leo Fitz: Well, I don't believe that people are born evil. Something must have happened.
Grant Ward: I could have crossed off that drug Lord without getting my picture taken. Single shot, half a mile away.
John Garrett: You're missing the point. I didn't want to just cross him off. I wanted to make a spectacle. People are killed by guns every day in Bogota. But how often does a monster punch a drug Lord's head clean off? Hell, that's international news.
John Garrett: [to Deathlok] Spectacular thing you did back there, Mikey. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you're starting to enjoy your job. You get the impression he's enjoying his job.
Grant Ward: Somebody does.
John Garrett: Well, I'd like to think we all enjoy our work. And why not? These are exciting times full of rewards.