Sam: "Not dressed like that you didn't?"
Bailey: "There's a reason why agents on intense cases burn out, Sam."
Sam: "Not a problem Bailey, I'm fine."

Bailey: "That's not bad for a day's work. You're putting too much pressure on yourself."
Sam: "Bailey..."
Bailey: "This isn't a dialogue, Sam, OK? Don't distract your balance. I don't want you crashing into your limits the hard way."

Bailey: "No one's ganging up on you Sam, we're just all doing our job. I need something for direction."
Sam: "A profile but no pressure, right?"
Bailey: "I underestimated the situation, that was my misread. If we're not getting anywhere on this disfigurement angle, it's time to move on and make another profile."
Sam: "There's nothing to amend, Bailey, come on, you know how this works. One piece doesn't fit, none of it fits. There is no profile."

Sam: "Hi."
Bailey: "You're the only one I know who wakes up when a light goes off."
Sam: "Yeah, well, sleeping never has been my strong suite."
Bailey: "I owe you an apology, Sam."
Sam: "No you don't."
Bailey: "Don't make me apologise for apologising. Nine years, you've never steered me wrong. Part of my job is to absorb pressure, not apply it. I'm human, don't let that get around."
Sam: "No, your secret's safe with me."
Bailey: "I hear you're going out with Paul Sterling."
Sam: "Oh, well, I don't know about going out, I mean... you know... do you know Paul?"
Bailey: "Just by name, you know, you hear things."'
Sam: "Like what?"
Bailey: "Nothing."
Sam: "Well what?"
Bailey: "I hear he's a great guy."
Sam: "Well, I don't about great, um, you know, he's nice."
Bailey: "Get some sleep."