Burn Notice, Season 4

Michael:
[answers the phone] Fi.

Fiona:
Lucky you, Michael. You're sitting on the money. Nick has a floor safe under the carpet in the conference room. Just crack open that puppy and come on out with your hands up.

Michael:
It won't be that easy, Fi. Sam and I are on the hook as accomplices now.

Fiona:
Seriously, Michael? You have to stop doing favors for Sam. Have you requested a getaway vehicle?

Michael:
It's on the way.

Fiona:
Well, you're going to need a diversion, and judging from the police turnout it's going to have to be a big one.

Michael:
Fi, if there ever was a time to pull out all the stops, this is it.

Fiona:
Michael, I never thought I'd hear you say those words. [hangs up and opens her trunk, speaking to the con-artist tied up in it] Move over. You're lying on my C4.