- G. Callen: All right. There must be other toy ponies.
- Sam Hanna: You don't get it. She talks. She flaps her wings. And she responds to 30 commands.
- Kensi Blye: OH! Five more than Deeks.
- Marty Deeks: [Deeks enters] How's that? Talking about me?
- Nell Jones: Ugh. It's my mom again. She's wondering why everyone's home but me.
- Eric Beale: What do you tell them?
- Nell Jones: Working. I'm a TV News Editor. What about you?
- Eric Beale: Professional Blackjack Player.
- Nell Jones: Really?
- Eric Beale: True - until I got banned from Vegas.
- Sam Hanna: Anyone want to hurt you?
- Professor Gareth Carlyle: Yeah, my wife. But she'd use the car bomb. She's Irish. It's a bad joke. She's a bit of a fiery red head, and we're not together any more.
- Sam Hanna: Eric, auction's over. Tell me we got it.
- Eric Beale: Have you ever considered Legos?
- Sam Hanna: How about I break your legos?
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Mr. Callen, Mr. Hanna, should you find yourselves on the roof, there will be no air support. A helicopter would drop like a stone in an EMP. I hope you have a Plan B if you can't stop this thing from firing.
- G. Callen: Sam's working on Plan B.
- Sam Hanna: I'm working on Plan A. You're working on Plan B.
- G. Callen: We're still working on Plan B.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Is that so? Well, I hope it doesn't involve me identifying both of you from your dental records.
- Marty Deeks: Something tells me that Chester didn't get enough hugs.
- Kensi Blye: Yes, that's exactly where I keep my grenades - next to my crackers.
- Kensi Blye: Did you not take High School Physics?
- Marty Deeks: I was pretty much focused on Marcia de Luka's skirt.
- Marty Deeks: You know what? This isn't going to work. I got shy bladder.
- Kensi Blye: Deeks! Pee or perish!
- Eric Beale: Did I just meet your parents?
- Nell Jones: Guess so.
- Eric Beale: What have they heard about me?
- Nell Jones: Well,
- [Eric's station beeps]
- Nell Jones: Ooo, you got a hit. Better call Sam.
- G. Callen: Well, maybe Santa will bring it to her.
- Sam Hanna: Maybe I'll tell her Uncle Callen said he'd get it for her. "It's okay baby girl, Uncle Callen didn't mean to let you down."
- Marty Deeks: That's messed up!
- G. Callen: You wouldn't.
- Kensi Blye: You shouldn't!
- Sam Hanna: Ho ho ho.
- Eric Beale: Guys, you're not going to make it!
- G. Callen: What are you doing?
- Sam Hanna: Using the liquid nitrogen. I want to make sure this blows before it can trigger.
- G. Callen: We're going to have to go to Plan B.
- Sam Hanna: I hate Plan B!
- Sara Carlyle: Unfortunately, the commission decided that EMP was a remote possibility. Nothing to worry about.
- Kensi Blye: Our entire country runs on vulnerable electronics.
- Sara Carlyle: But it would cost billions to protect us. My dad's research is good. It's just being ignored.
- Sam Hanna: 25 million people without power.
- Kensi Blye: For how long?
- Professor Gareth Carlyle: A month or two.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: If we're lucky.