Marshall: Okay, um, this place you're going to is swank. I mean, it's, like, super-swank. Which is why I made you these puppies. ... Now, not only do they take pictures silently and have a telephoto... more

Marshall: Syd, this guy buried you alive.
Sydney: Yeah, but he cheated, he hit me with a car first!

MARSHALL: I’ve got a spork.
JACK: What’s a spork?
MARSHALL: It’s like a half-spoon... half-fork, will that do?
JACK: That will work.

Agent Marshall Flinkman: It's a digital camera. I have it at 42 exposures, but I wanna get it to 47 because... it's a prime number.

Marshall: Mr. Bristow! Mr. Bristow!
Jack Bristow: Yes, Marshall.
Marshall: Hi. I was doing some spelunking on the CIA network. Mapping it, really. Just for kicks. And well, you can relax, because... more

Sloane gave me the finger.

Sydney: Hey. It's me.
Marshall: Yeah, I know. I gave you your own ring tone.

Marshall: Um, sorry, is anybody else having deja vu here? I mean, first Sloane was good, then he's bad, now he's good again? Although I guess he was bad at first, I just thought…

Marshall Flinkman: [to Sydney] You want to make sure you get out of there as fast as you can after you're done wiring the circuit board into the satellite -- because if you're stuck in the ducts when... more

Sydney: My math skills may be above average, but I can't do advanced calculus in my head.

Sloane: That's why you're going in with Marshall.

Marshall: Marshall who?