Character: Barbara Morse

- Have you heard of Lincoln? His RAM may?
- This is only training. But even I'm in my first job was... so helpless.

- Why are you here?
- We are part of an extraterrestrial special forces. The invasion of gifted people, like the Gorgon Medusa.
[Skye shakes the building]
- I say - invasion.

You wouldn't be overwhelmed if I'd done a somersault.

Reminds me of the bunker under the Louvre.
What? There is no bunker under the Eiffel tower.
- ...
Is a joke, right?
- ...
- Are you kidding me. Well, that's great. Now I have to check...

No offense, but I don't know. So don't pretend like you know everything about me.
- I know you tolerate your annual medical check-up every year, your ex-boyfriend obsessed with health and forced you to take care of themselves, but only when you broke up, you finally bought a subscription to the gym.
- You were spying on me?
- I went to you on Facebook.

- Get bullet for me was stupid.
To go into a trap knowing it's a trap, it was stupid.