Alias2001

Sydney Bristow:
He is my friend. He is, like, one of my best friends.

Michael Vaughn:
I understand that.

Sydney Bristow:
No, you don't. You get to tell your friends that you work for the CIA while I go home and look desperately for a tiny moment that I can be honest with anyone about anything. Now that Will knows the truth - he's never going to trust me again. You should have seen his face in Paris. It was like he was looking at a stranger.

Michael Vaughn:
But he wasn't. He was looking at you. Maybe for the first time. He was looking at you.