Without a Trace, Season 3

Samantha:
Well, you just got your head handed to you.

Martin:
Wouldn't be the first time.

Samantha:
I guess some things around here won't change to much, huh?

Martin:
I was thinking some things will though.

Samantha:
What do you mean?

[Pause]

Martin:
I mean you and me....We sort of got interrupted this morning.

Samantha:
Yeah, we did.

Martin:
I'll walk out ahead of you.

[Martin and Samantha are interviewing an alien enthusiast.]

Duncan:
You're not, like, men in black?

Samantha:
The movie?

Martin:
You mean the government-alien conspiracy?

Samantha:
[to Martin] Wait, what conspiracy?

Martin:
Well, it's basically a pact between the gray aliens and the secret rebel faction of the government intent on destroying the human race.

Samantha:
[amused] Really?

Martin:
[serious] Yes.

Duncan:
You're like the real Mulder and Scully, right? I mean, that's it, isn't it?

Martin:
Yeah, that's us.

Duncan:
Yes!

Samantha:
Wow, you should be in law enforcement.

Martin:
I hear the hours are terrible.

Samantha:
Yeah, but the benefits are pretty good.

Martin:
My guess is that Teddy thinks it's an alien implant.

Samantha:
An implant?

Martin:
Yeah, it's a common fear among abductees that aliens implant them with a device of some kind in order to track their whereabouts.

Samantha:
What, so they can re-abduct them?

Martin:
Or read their minds. Control them remotely. There's a bunch of different theories. Look if Teddy fears that he has an implant, the run-in with the so-called men in black could only make things worse.

Jack:
You seem to have quite extensive knowledge on the subject.

Martin:
I might have done some reading.

Martin:
This girl is so desperate to be loved. Before American Goddess she was invisible. Now she's a celebrity.

Vivian:
Yeah, for fifteen minutes.

Martin:
That's true but the point is, guys are probably hitting on her all the time now. She's got zero experience. Some scumbag buys her a drink, she's going to think she's hit the lotto.

Vivian:
So we're looking for a scumbag in New York City.

Danny:
This girl takes Fit and Thin.

Samantha:
So?

Danny:
Well, Fit and Thin equals high maintenance. It usually comes with a cat, a fat best friend and a daddy complex.

Samantha:
Your compassion is overwhelming.

Martin:
This case is really getting to you.

Samantha:
Yeah.

Martin:
Is it the kid?

Samantha:
It's all of it.

Martin:
You okay?

Samantha:
I'm tired, but that's the good thing about not having a TV or a cell phone. Nothing to stop me from going to bed early.

Martin:
Yeah, I've been getting a lot of sleep too.

Jack:
It's no different than the chances of you getting hit by a bus when you walk out of this building.

Maria's Lawyer:
So you're not concerned.

Jack:
That you could get hit by a bus, not really.

Danny:
So you and Marty seem…well, you seem something.

Samantha:
Yeah, we are.

Danny:
That's good. It is good Sam. Why are you hiding it?

Samantha:
You wanna tell everyone, don't you?

Martin:
Look, Sam, you already know how I feel, and now Danny's asking. But this probably isn't the best time to talk about it.

Samantha:
Fine, we won't talk about it.

Martin:
You know we could make a sex tape, post it online here, and you wouldn't have to tell anybody about us.

Samantha:
That's cute.

Martin:
Think about it.

Samantha:
I am a woman whose slept with two men on the same team. If people find that out…

Martin:
Oh, is that all we're doing? Just sleeping together?

Danny:
You know, Martin. I see you and Sam in a place just like this one.

Danny:
I do. Barbequing out back with the kids, Uncle Danny coming over to shoot some hoops.

Martin:
I've seen your hook shot, you better start working on it now.

Danny:
I'm unstoppable and you know it.

[Martin is going through some files and eating a sandwich when Danny walks up to his desk.]

Martin:
It's about time. I saved you half.

[Danny takes a bite out of the sandwich.]

Martin:
I was talking about the files.

Danny:
Do you mind?

Jack:
Man, you look wired.

Danny:
Wired? Wired is better than tired!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Martin: Danny! Danny! Oh I got him!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Director: Gimme!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Martin: Back! Thou, Shalt Not!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Director: I'm sowing you!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Martin: (angrily) That's ever not!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Director: Hear me?!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Martin: No!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Director: Seriously?!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Martin: Sit Director! (kicks this) Right now! (Danny grabs the director) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (punches Danny) YOU HAD MADE ME SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT!!!!!?!

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Director: Yes.

Thou Shalt Not [3.2]:
Martin: NOW SIT YOU DAMN BUT DOWN OR YOU ARE FIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!