Winston: Can somebody please tell me what the hell is going on in here?

Winston: Can somebody please tell me what the hell is going on in here?

Jess: Fan…tastic.
Nick: Took a long time to say that word.

Jess: Capital “O,” capital “K” capital “A,” capital “Y.” I’m okay.

Jess: Capital “O,” capital “K” capital “A,” capital “Y.” I’m okay.

Jess: Are we still allowed to see each other naked?
Nick: Yes.
Jess: Do you think so?
Nick: I don’t know.
Jess: Hmm.
Nick: Maybe.
Jess: Ah…
Nick: Definitely not.
Jess: Derfi-niddley nit. Boob season’s over, for you.

Kensi: About our thing…
Deeks: Right. About our thing. Um…Yeah, I don’t know what to do with that.
Kensi: What does your third heart tell you? Okay.
Deeks: Contrary to hundreds of years of scientific evidence…I believe that raccoons do mate for life.

Hetty: You owe me your life. And I always collect on my debts.

Granger: I’d rather put a bullet in your skull and dump you in the ocean.

Granger: I’d rather put a bullet in your skull and dump you in the ocean.

Deeks: With that kind of modesty, how could she possibly resist?

Deeks: With that kind of modesty, how could she possibly resist?

Angelo: You ever see the way she looks at you when you fidget with your hair? You ever see how he gets stronger just by hearing the sound of your voice?