- Roy Parmenter: Do you have a file on Jeffrey Grant?
- Verna McLaughlin: What kind of file?
- Roy Parmenter: Grades... extra-curricular activities. Going back, say, a couple of years.
- Verna McLaughlin: Why would I show you Jeffrey Grant's file?
- Roy Parmenter: I'm FBI.
- Verna McLaughlin: You could be NFL for all I care.
- Roy Parmenter: Please?
- Jeff Grant: What the hell kind of investigation is this, anyway? Are you going to tell me or aren't you?
- Roy Parmenter: You're asking all the right questions, Jeff. Something big is coming down.
- Elizabeth Grant: What time will you be home?
- Jeff Grant: 5, 6... something like that.
- Elizabeth Grant: Could you be a little more specific? I get tired of cooking dinner twice.
- Roy Parmenter: You gotta' be crazy to bring a child into this ugly world.
- Jeff Grant: What's so hard about it?
- Roy Parmenter: Making a buck. Raising a family. Keeping it all together takes talent. Love.
- Konstantin Karpov: I would never give up a man who killed my partner.
- Roy Parmenter: You never *had* a partner!
- Jeff Grant: Look Mr. F.B.I man, if you're so sure and if you're so right, why don't you just arrest them?
- Roy Parmenter: Well, because... they haven't done anything yet.
- Jeff Grant: You manipulating son of a bitch!
- Jeff Grant: Don't give me that crap! You're out for yourself! The big caller, the major bust, the two-bit g-man, well shove it up you're ass! You're not my father. You're not even my friend.
- Jeff Grant: What's my name? Come on dad, what could the head of the grandfamily have to hide from his first and oldest and only son?
- Richard Grant: [pause] Nika.
- Jeff Grant: J. Nicholas Grant. Nick.
- Richard Grant: [shakes head] Nikita.
- Konstantin Karpov: The time has come.
- Richard Grant: I told you, we're not ready.
- Konstantin Karpov: You had 20 years to get ready.
- Roy Parmenter: [Referring to a buxom servicewoman named Corporal Hogan] Sometimes I slip up and call her Corporal "Hogans."
- Roy Parmenter: How'd a pretty girl like you get mixed up in guidance counseling?
- Verna McLaughlin: How'd a nice guy like you get mixed up in the FBl?
- Roy Parmenter: You ever guided any students towards the Bureau, Verna?
- Verna McLaughlin: l hope not.
- Roy Parmenter: How about me guiding you towards dinner?
- Roy Parmenter: Jeffrey Nicholas Grant.
- Jeff Grant: Well, that sounds official.
- Roy Parmenter: Your parents are Russian spies. Your parents are KGB agents. "Sleepers," they're called.
- Roy Parmenter: Deep cover. They blend with the country they're assigned to. Own homes, hold jobs, raise families. They sleep for years. But when they awake, they're lethal.
- Jeff Grant: Let's go back to your Air Force Academy investigation. What happened to that?
- Roy Parmenter: What about it?
- Jeff Grant: What happened to your investigation?
- Roy Parmenter: There wasn't any.
- Roy Parmenter: Richard and Elizabeth Grant entered this country through Canada. Took their IDs off headstones in the Spokane Cemetery. Three years later, you were born. Wanna' see your birth certificate?
- Jeff Grant: No, thanks.
- Roy Parmenter: Sure you don't want some chips? I exist on corn chips and jalapeños. Not too swift around a stove.
- Jeff Grant: [walks in on his high school guidance counselor and Roy in bed] Ms. McLaughlin! Is this work experience?
- Roy Parmenter: Go out in the yard! I'll be out in a minute.
- Roy Parmenter: [to Verna, sheepishly] Life's little surprises...
- Verna McLaughlin: No problem. I'll just go topless for the rest of the student body.
- Konstantin Karpov: [addressing Elizabeth and Richard Grant - Soviet sleeper agents] Your discipline is sorely wanting. The Directorate will be most unhappy. You must go to work immediately.
- Jeff Grant: Do you have another cigarette, Konstantin?
- Konstantin Karpov: You smoke, Nikita? What would the Surgeon General say?
- Konstantin Karpov: [continues] Russian cigarettes. You will acquire the taste, Nikita. As you will for all things Russian.
- Jeff Grant: I once had some Popov Vodka.
- Konstantin Karpov: Did you? Bully for you, Nikita! What a guy!
- Verna McLaughlin: Were you troubled at home, Roy?
- Roy Parmenter: I had a great home!
- Verna McLaughlin: I can't imagine you as a kid...
- Roy Parmenter: Oh, I was a wonderful kid.
- Verna McLaughlin: What'd your father do?
- Roy Parmenter: Cop.
- Verna McLaughlin: Good cop or bad cop?
- Roy Parmenter: Bad cop... Wouldn't kiss ass. Good father.