Operations: Heroin deal went bad two days ago. Buyers and sellers were slaughtered. We need to find the people who perpetrated the rip-off.
Madeline: We're suddenly chasing street criminals?
Operations: This is as serious as it get. They were C. I. A.
Madeline: The world outside these walls is an illusion; it's not really there for us. We're ghosts.
Nikita: There is any reason to had you involved Gray in our business?
Michael Samuelle: There's a reason for everything we do. There is a problem?
Nikita: No. Nothing I can't handle.
Oliver Price: What is wrong with this picture?
Valery: What do you got for me today?
Oliver Price: Every time we meet you've got a bimbo hanging up you around. What's going on?
Valery: We're here to talk on my love life or do business?
Valery: I'm not crazy about the venue.
Oliver Price: My deal, my place.
Valery: Place sucks. You have the block?
Oliver Price: [signs Valery to come closer to him, as he does, and speaking softly] The only reason you're sitting here, and not doing twenty-to-life, is because me. I own your ass, let's keep that straight. I'm not one of your street-slaying homies. So when you talk to me, you look me in the eyes, and you use complete sentences. We're cool, *bro*?
Valery: Do you have the heroin, Mr. Price?
Oliver Price: [after a while, standing up] Much better.