- Marty Deeks: All right, you know what? Let me just drop some knowledge on you for a second, all right? It's French. It comes from fencing. It means "to touch." So, if I were to touch you with my sword, then you would say "touchê."
- Kensi Blye: Then I wouldn't say it because you ain't never touching me with your sword, Zorro.
- Marty Deeks: Wow, that just happened. Fair enough. Okay, that was a touchê.
- Kensi Blye: Okay. Touchê.
- Marty Deeks: But you don't get to say it.
- Kensi Blye: Touchê, touchê.
- Marty Deeks: Yeah, it's like teaching semantics to a dolphin.
- Marty Deeks: [eating a fish taco] This is delicious.
- Sam Hanna: Too bad you don't know what it is.
- Marty Deeks: Sure I do. It's a Lake Superior white fish. I'd say caught in a gill net. Probably two or three days ago.
- Sam Hanna: [groans]
- Marty Deeks: What? I'm a surfer - I know my fish.
- Kensi Blye: Yeah, he's kind of like a trained seal, only without the "trained" part.
- Sam Hanna: Or the "SEAL" part.
- Kensi Blye: [wiggling her tush in front of Deeks] Touchê, touchê, you cannot not touch my touchê.
- Marty Deeks: Okay, that's a human resource violation and it's going in my report to Hetty.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: I however will not. When I'm gone, I'm gone. No ceremony, no memorials, and absolutely no bringing of flowers to my grave.
- G. Callen: Don't worry. There will be none of that.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Good.
- G. Callen: From what I hear, Granger is going to have you stuffed in a lifelike pose for his office.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Don't be cheeky! Though... I wouldn't put it past him. Come along Mr. Callen, no rest for the wicked.
- Sam Hanna: Your lucky number is the atomic weight of helium?
- Eric Beale: And you call me a geek?
- Marty Deeks: Helium makes you talk funny.
- Sam Hanna: Makes you think funny too.
- Sam Hanna: If it goes bad, we'll blame it on Mossad.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: Oh, not funny.
- G. Callen: It's a little bit funny.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: A little.
- Henrietta 'Hetty' Lange: What the hell.
- Eric Beale: [Both walking into the empty office of a company, synchronously taking off their black sunglasses] Don't even think about trying to hide something from us.
- [to Nell]
- Eric Beale: You ready?
- Nell Jones: We're gonna tear this place some new inodes
- [SIC]
- Nell Jones: !