Human Target

Layla:
It was fun.

Guerrero:
It was fun?

Layla:
Yeah.

Guerrero:
That's just the adrenaline in your system. You're gonna crash later. *This* line of work, there is nothing worse than the highs and lows. Nothing's ever what you think it is. Nothing's ever over.

Winston:
Yeah, listen about [jerks his head Emma] . I saw the way you were looking at her at the embassy...

Christopher Chance:
Okay, this is all in you head

Winston:
Sure it is listen, all I hope that this women has the good sense to keep you at arms length and treats this case with the same kind objectivity, oh dear god [seeing Emma investigation board on Chris]

Guerrero:
[commenting on Emma investigation board on Chris] It's like a teenage girl locker. That's real heavy on the chin dont'cha think [regarding the sketch artist profile of Chris]

Christopher Chance:
[hands Katherine a gun] Now, you don't have to take this. I'm just saying... [Katherine takes the gun, pulls the slide to prime it, and adjusts the safety]... apparently, you know what you're doing.

Katherine Walters:
I'm single, and I live downtown.

Eddie Dunn:
Is he saying I'm dumb?

Guerrero:
Of course not.

Eddie Dunn:
I'm not dumb.

Guerrero:
Your headphones are on backwards.

Winston:
[about Chance] You ever known him to be nervous about anything?

Guerrero:
Final Jeopardy questions. Volcanoes.

Winston:
Did the hooker just punch you in the face?

Christopher Chance:
That sounds like a "Tomorrow Problem."

Christopher Chance:
Just be cause the cold war ended, doesn't mean all the spies went home.

Ilsa Pucci:
You know La Traviata?

Guerrero:
All right, I'm not gonna lie. If I have to sit through this baroque stuff, I prefer Rossini.

Guerrero:
[Winston enters office to find Guerrero sitting at his desk] Hey dude.

Winston:
Breaking and entering is a crime, you know.

Guerrero:
Yeah, it's good to see you too, Winston. It's been a while.

Winston:
Oh, not long enough. What are you doing in my office? And what the hell are you doing on my computer?

Guerrero:
I'm checking out the contents of Mark Hoffer's hard drive. I'm sure it's mostly personal.

Winston:
Do I want to know how you came about it?

Guerrero:
Editor at the paper owes me. A couple of years ago a gas company hired a guy to hassle him over a story he was working. It got nasty. I got him out of it.

Winston:
How?

Guerrero:
I decided to stop hassling him.

Christopher Chance:
So what was the tab for all this?

Stephanie Dobbs:
All in? About $80 billion.

Christopher Chance:
How much of this came out of my taxes?

Stephanie Dobbs:
About $62 billion.

Christopher Chance:
Even I want to kill you for a little bit right now.

Guerrero:
I got to warn you guys, if this gets violent, I'm gonna fight back.

Alfredo the Thug:
You think you're gonna fight back?

Guerrero:
All right, maybe fight back's a little misleading. I'll take the beating 'cause that's all you two amateurs are cleared to do. And then one night soon, I'm gonna break into your house and kill each of you in your sleep. Probably start with you, Alfredo. That way Steven here can have a few extra days with Marla and the girls. It's only fair.

Winston:
He's a bad kid.

Guerrero:
No, he's not. I know bad people. This kid isn't bad. He's a punk. Show me some bodies, then we can talk.

Christopher Chance:
What are you going to do with your cut?

Winston:
I am a simple man. Couple pairs of nice shoes, 300-foot yacht. That's all I need.

Ames:
You know, if you had said to me a few years back that I'd be working straight, I'd have thought you were crazy.

Winston:
If you told me ten years ago I'd be drinking with you and the rest of these crooks in here, I'd have you committed.

Ilsa Pucci:
Tell me about it. Will someone pour me a drink?

Guerrero:
There goes the good stuff.