There are Pretenders among us...

"I was taken from my family." -Jarod

"Thirty-six hours and he's already demonstrating more talent than any of our others." -Young Sydney

"How many people died because of what *I* thought up?" -Jarod

"Since I broke out, I've spent every moment searching for my past." -Jarod

"He's a Pretender. A genius who can become anyone that he wants to be." -Miss Parker

"The Centre wants him alive!" "Preferably." -Sydney and Miss Parker

"He defends the weak and abused..." -Miss Parker

"Life's a gift." -Jarod

"Are you a doctor?" "I am today." -Patient and Jarod

Brigitte and Miss Parker

Miss Parker: "Drop the accent, nobody's buying it anymore."
Brigitte: "Fine with me bitch - too much damn work anyway."

Miss Parker: "You've got something to say lady, say it!"
Brigitte: "Emotions are making you soft"
Miss Parker: "What would you know about emotions?"
Brigitte: "At least I know how to protect the ones I love!"
Miss Parker: "Yeah, the Triunvirate says 'jump' and you say 'on who'"

Miss Parker

"I have a gun, and I'll use it!"

"And the next you send me into a building that's going to explode,
it had better blow - because if it doesn't, it's going to be *your*
grey matter they'll be mopping up with a toothbrush!"

"It's official--I'm in Hell!"

"You just can't trust a man with a stolen thumb."

Miss Parker to Lyle: "Mind if I thumb a ride?"

Miss Parker to Broots: "Well, for starters, hell hasn't frozen over,
pigs aren't flying and you're not the last man on earth."

I've spent 80% of my life hunting you and in the second I stop you sit down on my lap!"

"When it comes to the Centre, secrects are like oxygen."

"If I shot you..you son of a bitch..you'd be dead. Are we clear?"

"Broots may be an idiot, but he's my idiot. The only one who terrorizes him is me"

"Jarod! Your ninth life just ran out!"

"It's simple: Raines dead, Me happy!"

Miss Parker to Jarod: "Three years on the run and is homesickness that brings you back"

"A blind Chinese guy, a bimbo and a limousine, how hard can that be to find?"

"If any of you Munshkins starts to sing I drop the house on you!"

"Lets see what our flying monkey is up to!"

"Is that me, or is Oz seriously missplaced?"

"Monkeyboy got out of the zoo."

"Do you want me to hurt you?"

"False Bravado... never cared for it much in a man."

Miss Parker to Raines: "A little bird has whispered into my ear that hunting season
just opened, and you're the prize kill."

" *There's* one less vacancy in Hell."

"Well, Hitler should have taken up yoga."

"Never trust a man with a stolen thumb."

Miss Parker and Mr. Lyle

Miss Parker to Lyle: "How will the Triumvariate feel when they find out they have a
flesh-eating serial killer running the organization?"

Miss Parker to Lyle: "If I find out you knew something about daddy and you didn't tell me, there won't be
enough spare body parts in Blue Cove to put your sorry ass back together"

Lyle: "Parker. How nice to see you again."
Mis Parker: "Wish I could say the same."

Lyle: "You are beautiful when you are angry."
Miss Parker: "You've never seen me angry."

Lyle: "Not now, sis."
Miss Parker: "Did you know that everytime you call me 'sis', someone either dies or disappears?"

Lyle: "What in the hell are you smoking? Why is it that everytime your planets
don't quite line up, you go right to the conspiracy card and come after me?"
Miss Parker: "You want donkey spit, you find an ass."

Miss Parker: "Boo."
Lyle: "Ahhh! God. You scared the--"
Miss Parker: "It's called crap, Lyle. And as full of it as you are, I'm sure you have some
to spare. Looking for something? Or should I say someone?"
Lyle: "What are you talking about?"
Miss Parker: "I'm talking about the alive and kicking emphysema ridden ghoul you're
harvesting for body parts."
Lyle: "Then you obviously know Raines is alive."
Miss Parker: "I know a little about a lot; Raines, Tommy Thompson, and your madman Alex.
What I don't know is why."
Lyle: "It's simple: survival. Alex kidnapped our father and he's made it clear that
he'll kill him if I don't carry out his every wish."
Miss Parker: "Why wasn't I told?"
Lyle: "When it comes to psycho's, Alex is the real deal. The more I contained this
the better I thought Dad's chances would be."
Miss Parker: "Like hell."
*Lyle, listen to me. Your madman--*
"Daddy called him your madman. Now, you tell me why or I'm returning this to
Mr. Raines."
Lyle: "Heh. God, you're a crazy bitch. Ahh!"
Miss Parker: "You don't know the half of it."
Lyle: "Gah! Ah! All right! All right! After the escape, I took Alex to Africa. The
Triumvirate assigned him to me. It was an impossible task! I tried to mold
him, but this guy, he's way to evil; way to whacked to be pliable."
Miss Parker: "Sounds like you two are birds of a feather."
Lyle: "Jeffrey Dahmer would be afraid to flock with this guy. No matter what I did
to control him, he fought it. He started reporting directly to the
Triumvirate, gleefully carrying out their dirty work. Mmph! Now, whatever it
is he's doing for them now, he seems to have added another wrinkle."
Miss Parker: "Wrinkle?"
Lyle: "Ohh! Mmm. Payback, of some kind. He's hell-bent on revenge on anyone from
his Centre past."
Miss Parker: "Like killing our father."
Lyle: "Which he may have already done."
(voices whispering)
Miss Parker: "No, Daddy's still alive, but Alex will kill him."

Miss Parker: "Why don't you shove your nine fingers where the sun don't shine."
Lyle: "I'd love to, but that would still leave me one to get tanned.
"Actually, it's a pre-owned model, but I got a great deal on it, considering
Mr. Raines wasn't using it anymore."
Broots: "You harvested Mr. Raines' thumb?"
Lyle: "Waste not want not. Don't worry about Dad, he'll show up sooner or later."
(chases after the Asian women he was talking to earlier) "Ladies. . ."
Miss Parker: "Just can't trust a man with a stolen thumb. Check Frankenstein's phone records."

Miss Parker, Sydney, and Broots

Miss Parker: What?s wrong Broots? Fix it Broots: There?s nothing to fix. She unplugged it, that?s all there is Miss Parker: My butt that?s all there is. Make it talk Broots: I can?t Miss Parker: My mother?s dying secret. The ONE thing she wanted me to know and its not only
lost electronically but somewhere in Jarod?s head and he can?t remember a thing
Sydney: Huh. Raines. Raines must have erased that portion of Jarod?s brain Broots: You mean hypnotised or brainwashed Sydney: Very likely Miss Parker: I don?t know how Raines locked that memory in Genius Boy?s head but I?m gonna
free it up if I have to crack open his head and carve it out with a melon scoop

Miss Parker: "Raines delivered me?"
Broots: "Spanks your bottom in a second."
Miss Parker: "I'm gonna puke."

Sydney: "Are you up to this Broots?"
Broots: "No! But that's never stopped me before."

Miss Parker: "Hi! We're looking for...I don't know what the hell we're looking for...Jarod sent us!"
Man: "Oh, you must be Dorothy!"
Broots: if she's Dorothy what are we: the lion and tin man?"
Miss Parker: "Broots, you're Toto, at best!"

Broots: "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore Miss Parker!"
Miss Parker: "What did you say?"
Broots: "We cross the state border a few..."
Miss Parker: NO! Exactly what did you say?"
Broots: "I said 'I don't think you're in Kansas anymore'!

Sydney: "How do you think he will hold up?"
Miss Parker: "Before or after he wets his pants?"

Broots: "You stole that from your...Mr. Parker?"
Miss Parker: "Is that a problem?"
Broots: "Not for you!"

Lyle and Mr. Raines Raines: "I want it back."
Lyle: "And I want answers. And if you won't give them to me, I'll spread you around
like a download from napster."

Misc

Lyle: "Oh, um.. I guess.. uh, robbing body parts isn't what it used to be."

Broots: "You harvested Mr. Raines' thumb?"

Raines: "We're even now, my children. Godspeed."

Raines: "Jarod didn't escape alone."

Alex: "Why Mr. Parker, you look mad enough to kill me. But you can't, I'm already dead."

Lyle: "The emphysema freak's a harmless puddle in a wheelchair now."

Ethan: "Welcome back to the living, brother."

Broots: "Yeah, I have a little more empathy for road kill then I did a second ago, but yeah, I'm fine."

Broots: "This is the icing on a very freaky cake."

Lyle to Jarod: "You forget... before I found myself thumbless in the desert I was Head Rat in the cheese factory."

Jarod: "Lyle."
Lyle: "Gone but not forgotten!"

Ethan to Jarod: "She wants you back..."

Alex to Mr. Parker: "I'm not a psychopath, I'm a sociopath - there's a difference. You see a
psychopath is insane. He can't distinguish between wrong and right. A
sociopath knows the difference, he just doesn't have a conscience, you know?
So he doesn't care. It was that conscience that your people took away from
me. So now blowing your brains out or eating a popsicle is all the same to
me."

Lyle: "And I are here...and I'm in charge"

Tommy:"Looks like its gunna be a full moon tonight"
MP:"I hear that happens almost monthly."

Jarod:"Go ahead"
Lyle:"I won't give u another reason to kill me Jarod"
Jarod: "Oh, You think i need another reason"

Kyle: "I decide who lives or dies."

Catherine Parker: "Ask your father, he knows all the secrets."

Lyle: "Uhm, Lucy."
Lucy: "Yes, sir?"
Lyle: "That's a lovely dress you're wearing."
Lucy: "Thank you, sir."

Jarod: "You sent the message."
Lyle: "You really are a genius!"

Lyle: "I said I'd be there."

Lyle: "And so it begins.."

Lyle: "Psychological evaluations can be so subjective"

Lyle: "Independence, that's a privilege of the strong"

Argyle: "You gotta look over your shoulder, you always gotta look over your shoulder, man! There's always somebody back there, in the dark, some mook, some punk, back there gunnen for you. You know? You gotta look over shoulder, look over your shoulder."

Argyle: "A man ain't squat without respect."

Alex and Jarod AND Alex and Miss Parker

Alex: "Do you even know why they want you back so much, why they've been chasing
you for five years? You don't really think it's about being a pretender, do
you?"
Jarod: "What are you talking about?" Alex: "You have no idea who you really are."

Alex: "Not *the* world. Your world. The Swedish ambassador? She's nothing to your
world. But Miss Parker is. In fact, you have no idea how important to your
life she really is. And after today, you'll never know."
Jarod: "Alex. Alex! Alex!!"

Alex: "Well now, that is ironic and funny isn't it, pops?"
Miss Parker: "Ironic?"
Alex: "You're right about your father knowing all the secrets."
Miss Parker: "Then why funny?"
Alex: "He's not your father!"

Jarod and Broots

Broots: "I'm having a breakdown."
Jarod: "Shut up and let me think."
Broots: "Oh, think. You know what I think? I think I need to check into a clinic.
Wouldn't that be a laugh? What clinic would I check into? The minute I tell
'em the truth about my world, they'd be convinced I was crazy. Where are we
going?"
Jarod: "The opera."
Broots: "The opera? I hate the opera. There's no hot dogs. There's no popcorn."
Jarod: "Shut up."
Broots: "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, when I'm nervous, I talk. And right now I've got a
lot to be nervous about. First, there's the explosion in the D.C.
underground. And then there's Miss Parker starting to see visions. Then Mr.
Raines getting murdered, then unmurdered. And then Lyle, who used to not have
a thumb getting a thumb. And Mr. Raines, who used to have a thumb, losing his
thumb to Mr. Lyle. And then finding out that not only one pretender escaped
from the Centre, no! Three of them did! And then trying to locate a live
psychiatrist, only to find a dead doc. And being arrested by a guy who's not
really a federal agent. Oh, and while we're at it, why don't we throw Mr.
Parker into the mix."
Jarod: "What about Mr. Parker?"
Broots: "Well, he was kidnapped."
Jarod: "Kidnapped?"
Broots: "Yeah, by the guy, Alex, the other pretender."
Jarod: "I'm letting you off here."
Broots: "What?"
Jarod: "Get out."
Broots: "Why? Ok."
Jarod: "Get out!"
Broots: "I'm-I'm having a breakdown here."

Jarod

"I'm a little confused about something. Now, if Santa Claus were to deliver a present to every child on earth, he had to visit 830 homes a second which would mean his reindeer would had to travel about 700 miles per second and he had 1/1000 of a second to park the sleigh, to crawl down the chimmey, to pass out presents and to eat cookies and milk and for a middle-aged, over weight man, that's quiet a feat."

Doctor in casket-"You're crazy!"
Jarod-"Uh, uh, uh...Now's that's not a very nice thing to say to a man with a shove!"

"Why is there a severed animal's limb hanging from your rear-vision mirror?"

"Patience Mr. Potato Head."

"I'm goin' hunt'n'!"

"The Parker family picnic will never be the same."

"Two words: hand, cuffs"

"That's not a very nice thing to say to a man with a shovel"

"I'm too damn smart, too damn good and like my freedom too damn much to ever get caught."

Bartlett: How do you know its a girl?
Jarod: With that smile.

Jarod to Miss Parker: "Give my best to the rest of our dysfunctional family."

Miss Parker: You shouldn't have wasted your time helping the downtrodden
Jarod: I haven't wasted my freedom
MP: Jarod, you were wrestling an alligator!

Miss Parker: Why did you save my life?
Jarod: Because...I still remember the little girl who gave me my first kiss.

Jarod: "And let me guess your Internet fantasy girl, she's tall, has a passion for leather, has
sharp claws and even a sharper tongue?
Broots: Usually!

"That would make a great children's toy" (Mr. Potato Head)

"Someone's playing with my mind, and when someone plays with my head, it usually
comes from one place!"

"Don't you know that nobody dies at the Centre?"

Jarod: "How's life treating you?"
Miss Parker: "Like he caught me in bed with his wife!"

"Your mother's voice is inside you Miss Parker"