NCIS, Season 6

Tony:
Didn't we get our fill of secret agendas and lying and manipulation during the previous administration?

Ziva:
Look, I, too, had hoped things would be different by now.

Tony:
I'd like to go up and give Vance a piece of my mind.

Ziva:
The way you're losing it, I don't think you have enough to spare!

Tony:
I'd take that toothpick of his and shove it up the SecNav's cigar.

Ziva:
You have had enough of this job, then.

Tony:
I like the job. I don't like the politics. Wasn't kidding about that part earlier.

Ziva:
If you had ever had some military training, then maybe you would have learned to follow orders.

Tony:
What, like you? We were given a direct order not to engage. I recall that you were the first one to throw a punch.

Ziva:
It was a reflex!

Tony:
Hmm. Really? Then what happened after? The last thing I remember before the lights went out was you Kimbo Slicing through a room full of guards. Was that a reflex?

Ziva:
Yes! It was! Gunshot went off. I saw you -- [long pause]

Tony:
I'm tired of pretending.

Ziva:
So am I.