Warehouse 13

Pete: So this place is filled with, like the worst guys ever, right? Hitler, Mussolini, Michael Vick.

Mrs. Frederic: Manage my assets better or I swear on the ashes of the first twelve Warehouses, I will take them away.

MacPherson: Walk out of here with me now... and follow what you know to be true in your soul.

Pete: That's a nice speech. It sounds even better with the fancy accent. But it still doesn't cover the fact that you are out of your gourd, McNutty-Pants! You put a bomb in a man's mouth. Not really a great recruiting tool.

MacPherson: Fair enough.

Artie: So am I fired?

Mrs. Frederic: Worse. They want you to stay. Bering and Lattimer are not the best agents we've ever had. You are.

Artie: They said that?

Mrs. Frederic: It was said. And they were smart enough to believe me.

Artie: Oh. Thanks.

Mrs. Frederic: Simply the facts.

Artie: Ladies first.

Myka: What? Uh, yeah, age before beauty.

Pete: What? He's older than me. He's older than both of us put together.

Artie: All right, shut up. Hold that. Children. I'm working with children.

Artie: Hey, guys, the Phoenix and the Goblet of Severan, Mrs. Frederic says they've been taken from the warehouse. And she seemed shaken.

Pete: Mrs. Frederic? Seemed shaken?

Artie: Yeah.

Myka: That is so not comforting.

Pete: Okay, let's go over what we don't know.

Myka: That could take weeks.

Pete: Months.

Myka: Years.

Pete: But there's something else.

Myka: What?

Pete: I think I'm hot for your mom.

Pete: He thinks you're still in D.C. They both do.

Myka: Well, yeah. And if you tell them any differently, I swear, I will... I will drop a dictionary on your crotch.

Artie: Look, we were following a lead.

Mrs. Frederic: You took a shot in the dark.

Artie: We hit the centre of that target.

Mrs. Frederic: With a small-calibre bullet.

Artie: Pete's calibre is very large. We... you know what? I'm done with this analogy.

Claudia: What else? Okay, "repair auto-vac." Slice-o-pie. "Tighten and lubricate zip line." Sounds kind of dirty when you say it like that.

Artie: How long did you have before the warehouse was gonna explode?

Pete: Under a minute.

Claudia: More like thirty seconds.

Artie: That's lucky. I once got there with 17, and (Mrs. Frederic's) voice gets really annoying when she's counting down the seconds one at time.

Myka: You're good. No, you're really good. You'll be fine.

Claudia: Thanks. Hey, um, you know, if you're not busy later, maybe you could show me how to do that ka-cha kick thing? 'Cause, like I tried it on the light switch and I think I broke my toe. And I know I broke the light switch.

Theadora: Hi there, welcome to Ted's. I'm Theadora, but everyone calls me "Ted." Party of one?

Artie: (about Mrs. Frederic) No, no, I'm meeting that woman right over there and it's rarely a party.

Claudia: It's sealed with an Omega level security code.

Myka: Can you hack it?

Claudia: Pope, Catholic, bear, woods. You know the drill.

Pete: Okay, fine, but you stick close, and you do exactly as we say.

Claudia: All right. Suicide mission with the team. Kind of exciting. I'm excited! Come on.

Claudia: Okay, looks like the problem is in the gooery.

Pete: What's a gooery?

Myka: I'm guessing it's Claudia-speak for the neutralizer processor centre.

Claudia: Uh-huh.

Pete: Right, of course.

Myka: Well, it's chapter 197 in the manual.

Pete: it’s a thousand pages long. I'll wait for the movie.

Myka: We need to get back to the office.

Claudia: Oh, no need. "What are you doing wasting time installing backup terminals in the aisles, foolish red-haired girl?" Because you never know when you might need one, Artie.

Myka: I just hope she's okay, you know?

Pete: Claudia's like bamboo. You can bend her all you want, but she'll never break.

Episode 11: Myka: So you're just gonna lie down? Who are you? Pete: Guy who knew you'd follow me. Old chum, welcome to the Pete cave.