Julia Kelly:
You will not take action without authorization.

Devoe:
What do you think I am, some gung-ho, stupid son of a bitch?

Julia Kelly:
No, I don't think you're stupid.

Devoe:
That's right, people. We educated half the world's terrorists.

Julia:
Where the hell is my military liason?

Devoe:
Colonel Thomas Devoe reporting as ordered, ma'am. I'm sorry about in there, sometimes my enthusiasm gets the better of me.

Julia:
No problem. Would you like some coffee?

Devoe:
I'd love some.

Julia:
It's over there.

Julia Kelly:
So do you think he set us up?

Thomas Devoe:
Who?

Julia Kelly:
Your friend.

Thomas Devoe:
No.

Julia Kelly:
How can you be so sure?

Thomas Devoe:
Because he's my friend.

Thomas Devoe:
Doctor, you can run your charts and your theories all you want. In the field, this is how it works: the good guys, that's us, we chase the bad guys. And they don't wear black hats. They are, however, all alike: they demand power, and respect, and they're willing to pay top dollar to get it. And that is our highly motivated buyer.

Julia Kelly:
What about other motivations?

Thomas Devoe:
Not important to me.

Julia Kelly:
Whether it's important to you or not, there are people out there who don't care about money, who don't give a damn about respect. People who believe the killing of innocent men and women is justified. For them it is about rage, frustration, hatred... they feel pain and they're determined to share it with the world.

Thomas Devoe:
Okay, that does me no good. Now let's deal with the facts at hand. 23 hours ago, General Alexander Kodoroff stole ten nuclear warheads.

Julia Kelly:
He's just a delivery boy. I'm not afraid of the man who wants ten nuclear weapons, Colonel. I'm terrified of the man who only wants one.

Julia Kelly:
The Russians say they are handling it.

Thomas Devoe:
The Russians couldn't find snow in the middle of fucking winter. Look, it's this simple. When that satellite is out of range, those nukes are gone.

Thomas Devoe:
It's only jet fuel.

Dusan Gavrich:
You will look at what I have done and say, Of course - why not - they are all animals. They have slaughtered each other for centuries. But the truth is, I'm not a monster. I'm a human man - I'm just like you, whether you like it or not. For years, we have tried to live together, until a war was waged on us, on all of us: a war waged by our own leaders. And who supplied the Serb cluster bombs, the Croatian tanks, the Muslim artillery shells that killed our sons and daughters? It was the governments of the West who drew the boundaries of our countries - sometimes in ink, sometimes in blood - the blood of our people. And now you dispatch your peacekeepers to write our destiny again. We can never accept this peace that leaves us with nothing but pain, pain the peacemakers must be made to feel. Their wives, their children, their houses and churches. So now you know, now you must understand. Leave us to find our own destiny. May God have mercy on us all.

Thomas Devoe:
I'd like to know something. You moved from Lawrence Livermore to the White House. So, first you build the bombs to blow up the entire world, and now you want to save it. Make up your mind: which is it going to be?

Julia Kelly:
Well, I believe this week we're saving it.

Hamilton:
Russia, what a fucking mess! God, I miss the cold war.

Julia Kelly:
Would you call Langley? We're still waiting on a psych profile on Kodorov.

Thomas Devoe:
He's an asshole. Save you the trip.

Julia Kelly:
Thanks, I'll settle for the official version.

Thomas Devoe:
OK, officially - he's an asshole!

Thomas Devoe:
I'm not gonna shoot you unless I have to. And if I have to I'll feel really bad about it. Now sit down!

Julia Kelly:
That's your plan? That's your fucking plan?

Devoe:
You watched CNN during Desert Storm. You remember all those television shots from the nose cone of the GBU missiles slammin' into those trucks? Remember that picture? How it kept gettin' closer and bigger on the screen... You'd just about see the faces of those drivers and then... Zap! The picture went dead, we didn't get to see what happened next. Well guess what, Alek? You will.

Thomas Devoe:
It doesn't make sense. You don't... you don't kill a Dimitri Vertikoff. There are certain rules - killing him isn't useful.

Julia Kelly:
Is it ever?

Colonel Tom Devoe:
Sir, it's not our war.

Dusan Gavrich:
It is now!

Aleksandr Kodoroff:
Fuckin' refugees. Azerbaijani, Georgians, Kazakstani...

Vlado Mirich:
Well, don't curse them.

Aleksandr Kodoroff:
I don't care who's the bitch who gave birth to them. Moslem, Serb. I don't hate them for what they are, I hate them because they are poor.

Devoe:
My personal agenda is my business. Now you are not in Washington anymore. You are in the real world, and in the real world there are nuclear arms heading for Iran. Now whether your agree with me or not, GET ME AUTHORIZED!