Jack: I spent a decade with this woman and another twenty years analyzing how she could have deceived me for so long. Trust me when I tell you, I am protecting you. Sydney: No, you’re not. I think you loved Mom so much that when she left you, you lost your soul. You know what else I think? I think the kind of man who’d use his own daughter to frame her mother, who’d test psych experiments when she was six-years-old is the kind of man who looks at his daughter and sees his greatest mistake. Jack: You can’t honestly believe that. Sydney: It’s true, isn’t it? If Mom hadn’t fooled you, if you hadn’t been so gullible, I never would have been born.
Kane: With whom have you had intimate contact over the past ten years, Agent Bristow? Jack: I’m curious to know where you’re going with this. Kane: More secrets have been revealed through pillow talk than through torture. If there’s a prostitute or a stewardess out there you think may have heard you talking in your sleep, I need to know about it. Jack: There is one way for you to verify if my nocturnal activities are a security risk, Ms. Kane, but somehow I think we’d both prefer the torture.