Marty Deeks: You smell like sunshine and gun powder. Two of my favourite things.
Kensi Blye: Eww. You're like wet dog.
Arkady Kolcheck: You two still together. That's nice. You've lasted longer than any of my marriages. What is secret?
Sam Hanna: We don't go to bed angry.
G. Callen: I let him drive.
Sam Hanna: [sarcastically] Thanks for having my back in there, partner.
G. Callen: I will take a bullet for you, but wives are a whole other thing.
Sam Hanna: I'll remember that.
CIA Agent Michael Snyder: He also likes blondes.
Kensi Blye: All right, I will wear a wig, but I will not dye my hair for this man.
CIA Agent Vokstanik Sabatino: Wouldn't help. You're not his type.
Kensi Blye: [Long pause] What's his type?
[Snyder and Sabatino smirk and look at Deeks]
Marty Deeks: No. Really?... Come on!