Spooks

Spooks (2002 — present) is a BAFTA award-winning British television drama series produced by the independent production company Kudos for BBC One. It follows the work of a group of MI5 intelligence officers based at the service's Thames House headquarters, in a highly secure suite of offices known as The Grid.

Series 1

Though Shalt Not Kill [1.1]

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Harry: And now the old enemy looks like it's rearing it's ugly head and it's such a beautiful morning.

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Harry: You like her?

Tom: Very much.

Harry: Well assuming she passes vetting, might you be addressing the microscopic issue that your real name is Tom Quinn and you're a spy?

Tom: When did you tell your wife you were a spook? When you met, when you married?

Harry: Just after we'd signed the register. Well I like to have things on paper, don't you?

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Zoe: Lots of men. It's always men. Have you ever made anyone pregnant?

Danny: What's that got to do with you?

Zoe: Didn't think so.

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Tom: So I want happy, chatty, verbal diarrhoea.

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Harry: Tom I'm sorry. Mary Kane is a very hot name to drop in Washington right now, they're practically frothing at the mouth for her.

Tom: How do they know? They cannot know.

Harry: The home office know. And now, so do the Americans. We're in the middle of fighting a war against terrorists and finally it looks as if we've caught one. No wonder they're going loopy.

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Malcolm: I have a camp bed. I heard you were looking for somewhere to sleep. In town.

Zoe: To..to rent? A room, preferably, Malcolm.

Malcolm: Oh, well, I have a camp bed.

Danny [To Zoe]: Don't burn your bridges.

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Mary Kane: My conscience is clear.

Tom: I doubt that very much.

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Looking After Our Own [1.2]

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Tom: I'll need a wife, of course.

Harry: Shouldn't have thought that too difficult, a dishy catch like you.

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Harry: You're a little shite, Derek. Have I ever told you that?

Derek Morris: You've implied it enough times. Take a chill pill, Harry.

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Tom: What we need is good old-fashioned human intelligence.

Danny: You won't find any of that in here.

Tom: You'd be surprised.

Danny: I've always said, never trust what anyone tells you, especially if you're paying.

Tom: Fair enough. Nice jacket, by the way.

Danny: Thanks.

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Helen Flynn: Most men don't need two hours in the bathroom, Danny. I know it's hard to believe.

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Harry: The couple who run the computer classes, are they removable? [pause] In a nice way.

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Series 3

Project Friendly Fire [3.1]

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Oliver Mace: The whole culture of Thames House is rotten so we are... cleaning out the stables.

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Danny Hunter: [to Oliver Mace] You've got some kind of hidden agenda here..

Harry Pearce: [arriving in doorway] If there is to be an agenda, it will be mine. Oliver, we speak now. Or must I embarrass you before junior personnel?

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Oliver Mace: There’s a serious threat to national security here, I can’t keep to the niceties.

Harry Pearce: I like the niceties, they protect us from tyranny.

Oliver Mace: The moral high ground is a bit of a sand bank for you, Harry, the tide is coming in.

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Harry Pearce: Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to your vagrant...

Adam Carter: Alright, how you doing?

Harry Pearce: This is Adam Carter, I’ve bulldozed a few rules and seconded Adam from Six to help us sort out this mess.

Adam Carter: Yeah, well, uh we’ve got one hell of a situation here but there’s a neat way to get the gremlins off our backs.

Zoe Reynolds: Oh yeah? What’s that?

Adam Carter: We prove Tom Quinn was innocent

Danny Hunter: Yes!

Adam Carter: I'm sorry about this but it looks like we're in for an all-nighter. We're going to need a heap of sandwiches, coffee, tea-

Sam Buxton: I'll get that... I mean... I don't have to, I don't get the tea usually.

Adam Carter: Thanks Sam. [stops her] Oh, you're not still bugged are you?

Sam Buxton: What? [Adam smiles in amusement] Ohhh! No.

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[while discussing Tom's shooting of Harry to escape being arrested for treason]

Adam Carter: What about you Harry, if you'd have been in Tom's position, would you have shot you?

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[after Danny asks him if he has a plan for proving Tom innocent]

Adam Carter: I did something once, when I was stationed in Damascus. I made up a story to discredit a high-ranking intelligence officer from the Syrian Secret Service. The guy was a torturer, real pig, who was about to find out that his wife was an agent I was running. I had to stop him so I put it about that the pig was not a pig but a mole, working for the Israeli Secret Service and do you know what? Turned out to be true.

Danny Hunter: What happened?

Adam Carter: The Syrians angered, Israelis went ape of course...

Danny Hunter: What about the agent?

Adam Carter: I married her. [laughs] You'll meet her, she's gorgeous. Don't plan too much Danny, let things just... crinkle out.

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Hugo: You sure you ought to be out of hospital?

Harry Pearce: Oh, do shut up Hugo and just tell me what's going on.

Hugo: There's a conspiracy, in the darker corners of the element

Harry Pearce: Oh my prophetic soul...

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Hugo: You'll not stop these people Harry, they'll crucify you.

Harry Pearce: Crucifixion it is then.

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[talking to Tom over the phone]

Harry Pearce: Meet me...

Tom Quinn: No I can't.

Harry Pearce: Why not?

Tom Quinn: Because I don't think you believe me, Harry. I don't think you trust me...

Harry Pearce: Now why would that be? Could it be anything to do with the memory of you holding a shotgun to my face?

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Harry Pearce: That is a totally illegal, madcap scheme. I like it.

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[about a woman the team is trying to lift]

Oliver Mace: The woman is to be returned to immigration, immediately.

Harry Pearce: Oh dear, we've lost her, whoops.

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[team is in van on way to location]

Harry Pearce: What are you doing?

Danny Hunter: Texting Tom.

Harry Pearce: Don't send that, I don't want him here.

[van goes over speed bump in road, phone beeps 'message sent' tone]

Danny Hunter: Aww damn.

Harry Pearce: What?

Danny Hunter: It went... when we bumped.

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[Tom is let into van where team is]

Adam Carter: [introducing self] Adam Carter, I've been brought in as a kind of fire engine around here.

Tom Quinn: [looks at him disdainfully] Right.

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[About who should go to question their target]

Tom Quinn: This is our last chance, we need her story to clear me.

Adam Carter: I should do it.

Tom Quinn : [angrily] Who the hell do you think you are?

Adam Carter: Actually, mate, I'm an officer who didn't get suckered by an American con artist.

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[About questioning their target]

Tom Quinn: Harry it's my right to do this!

Adam Carter: You're too involved mate, you'll blow it.

Harry Pearce: Alright Adam, it's you.

Tom Quinn: Come on Harry! Come on!

Harry Pearce: I've given an order

Tom Quinn: I'm going in!

Harry Pearce: [firmly] You are not!

Tom Quinn: [upset, looks at Adam] You've got my life

Harry Pearce: [leaving] It's not about your life is it.

[Tom and Adam stand looking at each other silently]

Adam Carter: [smiling, pats him on shoulder]...don't worry!