White Collar, Season 4

Agent Collins:
Agent Burke, I am going to find Neal Caffrey, and you're going to help me.

Dobbs:
Paradise comes at a price, Mr. Maine.

Neal:
You know, I used to take pride in being able to steal your wallet. But if a kid can do it...How are you, Peter.

Peter:
Alright. [Hugs Neal] Damn good to see you.

Neal:
You too.

Peter:
The DOJ has someone looking for you

Neal:
If they didn't I'd be insulted.

Mozzie:
You're James Maine. Rich, carefree island resident.

Neal:
Neal Caffrey on the other hand is...

Mozzie:
A wanted fugitive.

Agent Collins:
Neal Caffrey has twenty seven known aliases, he has a weakness for beautiful women and he runs.

Peter:
I guess he does.

Mozzie:
Contrary to popular belief, I do not have the compassion of Jesus.

Peter:
This trip doesn't have big brother's blessing.

Neal:
To the island's most wanted.

Peter:
May they return to where they belong.

Mozzie:
[Distracting Collins] Excuse me, sir, there's a lot of fruit here.

Jones:
And the award for best foreign capture goes to...

Diana:
Neal Caffrey.

Peter:
[After receiving his new assignment] You're sending me to the cave?

Peter:
This is not my assignment, I can't disobey orders.

Neal:
We can wait another five years to catch this guy, or we can take him down tomorrow.

Neal:
So you saying I'm your front man.

Mozzie:
Good partnerships are hard to find.

Neal:
Who are your friend?

Mozzie:
Fellow travelers on this journey we call life.

Neal:
They like my ice wines.

Mozzie:
That makes sense, they come from colder climate.

Neal:
What's the game?

Mozzie:
I don't know. But I'm very good at it.

Peter:
I saw a suspicious van and wondered if there was any illegal activity taking place inside.

Neal:
Just a convict and an FBI agent watching TV.

Elizabeth:
you're an FBI agent, Peter Burke. Go get your job back.

Peter:
Neal, you're not a killer.

Neal:
But I am a criminal.

Neal:
The thing about fleeing suspects is that they can't say goodbye---to anyone. You know why I had to run.

Sara:
I know. Just so you know the world didn't stop rotating when you were gone.

Neal:
Do you have a radius?

Peter:
I have a badge.

Neal:
I can't con a widow.

Agent Peterson:
Where are you going?

Peter:
To cross a line.

Peter:
How did you leave things with Sara?

Neal:
Why??

Peter:
Look behind you.

[Neal finds Sara upon looking back]

Sara:
I am looking for agent Burke.

Neal:
Sara.

Sara:
Neal. How did your island trip go?

Neal:
Seemed like a good idea at the time.

Sara:
Until the hangover.

Peter:
[talking to Neal] ...south-east corner, by the monument.

Sara:
Neal?

Peter:
Yup. He didn tell anyone when he was leaving for the island.

Sara:
I wasn't completely unaware.

Peter:
You knew he was gonna run?

Sara:
Something I have learnt. Things get stolen and people go away. Most of the time you don't get them back.

[Excerpt from a video Ellen Parker, former police partner of Neal's father, made 30 years earlier, when Neal was three years old.]

Ellen Parker:
By now, I assume you know, your father's been accused of a very serious crime. He told me he was innocent and I believed him. I worked with him a long time. He's no killer, Neal. The man I know can't be. After he was arrested, your dad told me that our department is filled with dirty cops and they set him up. So I've spent the last few months running down leads, trying to back up his story, and he's right about one thing: there are dirty cops, a lot of them. But did they set him up? I-I thought maybe they had. And then, uh, yesterday, your father confessed to the murder. I tried to talk to him, but all anyone will tell me is that he turned state's evidence and that you, your mom, and I are being placed into witness protection.

[Neal asks the person he believes to be Samuel Phelps, an undercover cop, about his father.]

'Samuel Phelps':
He [your father] never shut up about you. You'd think he was the only guy in the planet who had a son, the way he carried on. One day, he brought you down to the precinct and he introduced you around as a junior detective to every cop in the house. I mean, you just loved that. And then, I remember, at some point, you drifted away. Man, did he panic. He had about ten detectives looking for you. We finally found you in the captain's office, wearing his hat. I guess you always had a thing for hats.

Neal:
I don't remember that.

'Sam':
Well, you were young.

[Peter investigates 'Samuel Phelps', after promising Neal he wouldn't, putting 'Sam' in danger.]

Neal [to Peter]:
Well, that's the heart of our problem isn't it? You don't trust me. You still don't trust me…I may be a ward of the state. And I will do my job for the FBI. But as far as my personal life goes, we are done. We're done.

Peter:
We have the highest closure rate of any C.I. team in the country. They wanna know what makes our partnership work.

Neal:
I've been wondering the same thing lately.

Mozzie:
Great, I brought a cork screw to a gun fight.

Neal:
May I borrow Percy? [Sam gives them a strange look.]

Mozzie:
My pet rat. He eats all the fancy cheeses that I... can't. In many ways I live through him.

Sam:
Many ways?

Neal:
Don't get him started.

Peter:
Anderson is targeting a cutting edge bulletproof vest from the Hudson group.

Diana:
Word is, this will be the best protection on the market.

Neal:
My favorite method of protection is avoiding situations where people might shoot at me.

Peter:
You ever wonder what would've happened if I hadn't made you my C.I.?

Neal:
I'd still be in jail and your arrest rate would be in the low 70s.

Peter:
High 80s.

Neal:
Why did you take my deal?

Peter:
I told you, your expertise.

Neal:
That's all?

Peter:
I realized... all those crimes you were committing, they were never about money, or greed.

Neal:
What do you think they were about?

Peter:
The challenge. That's what we have in common. I love the challenge.

Neal:
I know you do.

Peter:
And after all those years of chasing you, your cryptic clues, your late-night phone calls from international numbers...

Neal:
Yeah, and the cookies, and birthday cards...

Peter:
Yeah. I realized I liked you. That's why I took your deal.

Neal:
...I may or may not have faked my death on multiple occasions -- Panama City, Bangalore.

Peter:
Monterey Bay. I remember -- gored by a great white shark.

Neal:
Thought you might appreciate that.

Peter:
Who doesn't love a good shark mauling?

Moderator:
There has to be immense trust between you two...

Peter:
Usually. But when there isn't, there's always faith... Faith that whatever the other is doing, it's for a good reason.

Neal:
As long as Peter has faith in me, I'll have faith in him.

Neal:
I don't know whether to be mad or impressed that my own dad conned me.

Mozzie:
Well at least you learned where you inherited that particular skill from.

Neal:
I keep thinking I should've known it was him. That even after all these years a man should know his own father when he's right in front of him.

Mozzie:
And here he is. Yet you seem hesitant to seize that opportunity.

Neal:
To do what Moz? Go out in the backyard and throw a baseball. He doesn't get to come back here and make up for lost time.

Neal [to James Bennett, his father]:
You asked me why I don't have original art? I've had three different names and a dozen different aliases because of you. And to be an artist, you have to know who you are.

James:
You're my son. And I'm very proud of that.

James Bennett:
Hey, you know, you inherited your old man's impatience, you've just got a little bit more self-control.

Neal:
Okay. What else did I get from my old man?

James:
"Well, you've got my height...extraordinary good looks. Everybody said you got my eyes."

Neal:
When I was five, Mom told me that you were the blue in my eyes. And I'd run upstairs and crawl right up next to the bathroom mirror and look so hard for you.

[Neal and James Bennett (his father) discuss a box of evidence that could exonerate James from murdering a fellow cop.]

James:
You think that what's in there [the evidence box] will tell you who I am.

Neal:
And if it does?

James:
Then, you will finally know who you are. You know, you're not me, Neal.

Neal:
No, but you are the blue in my eyes.

James:
Don't forget the extraordinary good looks.

[Neal makes a fake marriage proposal to Sara Ellis on the Observation deck of the Empire State Building.]

Neal:
First time we met, you were chasing me. First time we spoke, you called me a sociopath-

Sara:
Well, that was at your trial, and I'm not entirely sure I was wrong.

Neal:
-First time we had dinner, you asked me what I wanted from you. And the first time we kissed, I realized that I don't want anything...except you. And now I'm asking if you'll go on one more adventure with me. Sara Ellis, will you marry me?

Sara:
Yes, I will. [They kiss.] You bastard, that was a little too real. And it was damn good.

Neal:
Well, make it look good. That's my job.

[At the apartment, Neal has found evidence James really did kill his supervising officer]

Neal:
Forensics matched the bullet to your service revolver. You told me they stole your spare firearm.

James:
I might've mixed up the details..

Neal:
You're smarter than that. You choose your words carefully. Like me.

James:
Who put this in your head?

Neal:
[irritated] You did! That day cost you 30 years of your life, you don't forget that! Those are details you would never mix up.