Skye: *narration* The secret is out. For decades your organization stayed in the shadows. Hiding the truth. But now we know...they're among us. Heroes...and monsters. The world is full of wonders. We can't explain everything we see. But our eyes are open. So what now? here are no more shadows or you to hide in. Something impossible just happened. What are you going to do about it?
Hill: The battle of New York was the end of the world. This... now... is the new world. People are different. They have access to tech, to formulas, secrets they're not ready for.
Coulson: Sorry, this corner was really dark and I couldn't help myself. (beat) I think a bulb is out or something.
Ward: I don't think Thor is... technically a god.
Hill: Then you haven't been near his arms.
Skye: With great power comes... a ton of weird crap that you are not prepared to deal with.
Hill: What does "S.H.I.E.L.D." stand for Agent Ward?
Ward: Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division.
Hill: And what does that mean to you?
Ward: It means someone really wanted our initials to spell out "SHIELD."
Ward: There are two ways we can do this.
Skye: [mocking] Ooh, is one of them the easy way?
Ward: I'm sorry. I was trained from day one as a specialist. I go in alone. I get it done. Defusing a nuclear bomb... I'm your guy. A welcoming committee? Not my speed.
Coulson: I know it's not what you want. Agent Hill did a very detailed assessment of your last three missions. Combat? Top grades. Espionage? She gave you the highest marks since Romanoff. Under "people skills" she drew a... I think it's a little poop with knives sticking out of it.
Simmons: We've a couple of hours at most, there's no way that we could possibly—
Coulson: Don't ever tell me that there's no way!
Ward: Skye? Girl's not qualified to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
Coulson: Agreed. That's why I've invited her on as a consultant. S.H.I.E.L.D. does it all the time. Technically, Stark's a consultant.
Ward: And technically, Skye's a member of the Rising Tide. She hacked our RSA implementation.
Coulson: Twice. From a laptop. Imagine what she'll do with our resources.
Ward: I am. That's exactly what I'm imagining during this frown. You brought me on for risk assessment. She's a risk. She doesn't think like us.
Coulson: I'm calling this. But your frown will be on record.
Skye: We should warn the people who live around here if the 0-8-4 is dangerous. They're already dealing with anti mining rebels and the shining path guerillas. I could post something.
Coulson: Remember the panic when that anti matter meteor splashed down just off the coast of Miami, nearly devoured the city?
Coulson: Precisely. Because we kept it quiet and contained.
Skye: So, what am I doing?
Coulson: Well, if it gets out, I might need you to create some kind of diversion, put the public on the wrong scent.
Skye: So everything that I'm against.
Fury: Really? Really, Coulson? Six days? It only took you six days to take a completely renovated piece of state of the art machinery and turn it into scrap?
Coulson: My team acted with my authority.
Fury: Donít talk to me about authority. Do you know how much this plane costs? It's got a bar! ...a really nice one. Talking to me about authority; you know I have the authority to downgrade your ass to a Winnebago!
Reyes: Your renewed idealism, your collectibles, your airborne man cave, surrounding yourself with young, attractive agents...(pats him on the thigh) you're having a mid-life crisis.
Coulson: More like an afterlife thing, really.
Reyes: And I'm not even going to mention the red corvette.
Coulson: Her name is Lola.
Reyes:: [laughs] Of course it is.
Quinn: [after Skye takes his gun] Do you have what it takes to pull the trigger?
Skye: ...nope. [jumps out the window]
Quinn: SHIELD's against everything you stand for. They're Big Brother.
Skye: Maybe... but they're the nice Big Brother who stands up for his helpless little brother who is getting beat up, because... he ate a piece of cake... that he wasn't ... and, you know—You kidnapped a person!
Ward:I'll finish, whatever it takes.
The Englishman's Message: Seduce him.
The Begining Of The End
Simmons: Why would you make me do this? You're my best friend in the world!
Fitz: Yeah, and you're more than that, Jemma. But I couldn't find the courage to tell you. So please, let me show you.
Garret: You hear the dying breath of an old world, general. But a new world is coming. I've tasted it on my tongue.
General: ...this is your strategy consultant?
Quinn: He's part time.
Fury: You didn't tell me he'd gone this crazy.
Coulson: He's really stepped it up a notch.