Sam: I've been helping you slog through this burn notice crap for how many years and I don't get to be there when you put the wraps on the last bastard standing?
Michael: You know how it is, you - the agency - you!

Fiona: I trust you Michael, but if you let that weasel slip away again I'm going to break out of here just to kick your ass!
Michael: Fair enough.

Rebecca: There is something I want from you first. Just promise me that when you get that bastard in custody, no deals no negotiations no compromises.
Michael: Anson will get what he deserves. I promise you that.

Michael: What do you say Card? Grayson is in cuffs. Is that enough to make The Agency happy?
Card: Michael. Take a breath. For the god, you are allowed to be human every once in a while.
Michael: Answer the question please.
Card: Well Michael, as of 20 seconds ago, Fiona got invite to the CIA company picnic and an official asset. Now, it's up to you get to apprehend her "get out of jail free card."

Michael: How long do I have?
Card: About 30 minutes, don't stop for a sandwich
Michael: Tell Fi, I am on my way.
Card: News flash! Turns out your boyfriend CAN be everywhere at once.

Wes: You got time to make phone calls now. Who the hell was that?
Michael: Just a girl. On again, off again, jail again. Long story we don't have time for.

Michael: Yeah, I uh...
Fiona: Michael, I understand. It's ok.
Michael: I'll get it done.
Fiona: I know you will try, but you can't be everyone all the time. I wish I was there to back you up.
Card: That's enough! I hate to interrupt this love fest. We only have one shot here. So I need you to abandon whatever reindeer games you are currently involved in and get on this.

I know what it's like to save someone close to you by selling your soul a piece at a time.

It's hard to interrogate your target if he's dealing with a gunshot wound. It's even harder if he's dead.

Michael: I'm going to get you out, we're close. The CIA.....
Fiona: I love you too Michael, we don't have much time. I don't want to talk about that.

Michael: I can get you a team.
Sam: Who Nate and your mom? [looks at Michael] Oh, wow, you're not kidding.

Come back to the office with me, get some yogurt.


Burn Notice Quotes

Sam: What can I do?
Michael: I just hacked Brennen's cell. I e-mailed you everything on it. I need you to comb through the addresses, text messages and phone calls.
Sam: You wanna know what Brennen's after.
Michael: I wanna know everything. I wanna know who his buyer is, where he's got Nate, what brand of orange juice he drinks in the morning.
Sam: I'm on it.
Michael: And you'd better hurry. 'Cause I get the feeling Brennen's got the Westen brothers fitted for body bags.

Sam: You got the pickup-location, Mikey?
Michael: Train tracks on 10th Street. Looks like the meeting is gonna be on the move so no one can hit it.
Sam: Have to hit it on the move then.

Burn Notice Music

  Song Artist
Song Fun In The Islands Rene Van Verseveld
Song Synthetic Beat Chamber
Song CMP5131 Out Of Range Noizy Ninja