Dascomb: Do you have any idea how long it would take to rebuild this facility?
Finch: Do you have any idea what you're doing?
Evey Hammond: Tell me... do you like music, Mr. Finch?
Evey Hammond: I remember them arguing at night. Mum wanted to leave the country. Dad refused. He said if we ran away, they would win. Win, like it was a game.
Delia Surridge: May 27th. Commander Prothero toured the lab with a priest, Father Lilliman, who I was told is here to monitor for rules and rights violations. It made me nervous, but the commander assured me there wouldn't be a problem.
Delia Surridge: June 2nd. I kept wondering if these people knew how they might be helping their country, if they would act any differently. They're so weak and pathetic. They never look you in the eye. I find myself hating them.
Delia Surridge: August the 18th. Of the original four dozen, over 75 percent are now deceased. No controllable pattern has yet emerged.
Evey Hammond: You mean, after what you've done? God, what have I done? I Maced that detective. Why did I do that?
Patricia: You think people will buy this?
Dascomb: Why not? This is the BTN. Our job is to report the news, not fabricate it. That's the government's job.
Tweed Coat Fingerman: By sun-up if you're not the sorriest piece of ass in all'a London... you'll certainly be the sorest!
Evey Hammond: I can't believe you watch that shit.
Fred: What? Laser Lass is bangin'.
Sutler: Spare us your professional annotations, Mr. Finch. They are irrelevant.
Dominic: [Seeing Creedy approach, to Finch] Pucker up, here comes a finger.
Evey Hammond: God is in the rain.
Finch: Who has he?
Evey: He was Edmond Dantes, and he was my father and my mother, my brother, my friend. He was you and me. He was all of us.
V: May I ask where?
Evey Hammond: But I don't even know where this is. We could be anywhere.
Patricia: I need two espressos and three coffees from downstairs.
Evey Hammond: I have friends. I could stay with them.
