Melinda May: You told her, didn't you?
Phil Coulson: I had to.
Melinda May: Must have destroyed her to hear all that.
Phil Coulson: That's the thing about Skye. What I told her shattered her world. Her lifelong search led to stories of murder, and now it's too difficult to continue. Her search is over. Her story ends here. But you know what she said?
Melinda May: Tell me.
Phil Coulson: She said, no. Her story started here. Her whole life, she thought she wasn't wanted, that she didn't belong. That every family that took her in didn't want her to stay. Didn't care. But all that time, it was S.H.I.E.L.D. protecting her, looking after her. That's what she took away from the story. Not the family she'll never have, but the one she's always had. Here I am, telling her something that could destroy her faith in humanity. And somehow, she manages to repair a little piece of mine. The world is full of evil and lies and pain and death, and you can't hide from it. You can only face it. The question is, "When you do, how do you respond? Who do you become?"
Leo Fitz: You know, that's the one drawback of graduating three years early. We never got to pull any freshman pranks on anyone else.
Jemma Simmons: Mm. Fitz. Skye never went to the Academy. She's a freshman.
Leo Fitz: A wide-eyed little freshman.
Jemma Simmons: And being pranked is an integral part of becoming a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
Leo Fitz: Well, mandatory, really.
Jemma Simmons: Why not give her the full S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy experience?
Leo Fitz: It would be unjust to deny her such a thing.
Phil Coulson: You know, it'd be nice if, for once, Thor and his people sent down the god of cleaning-up-after-yourself. He'd probably have a magic broom for this kind of thing.
Skye: I just wish they'd left their alien ship behind.
Melinda May: So we can clean that up, too?
Skye (to May): So we could go inside. Take a peek under the hood, maybe take it for a spin. Come on, you're telling me piloting an alien ship isn't on your bucket list?
Phil Coulson: I can't think of a single time when anything alien in human hands ended well.
Skye: Wouldn't mind getting my human hands on Thor. He's so dreamy.
Phil Coulson: Sure, he's handsome, but...
Melinda May: No. He's dreamy.
Skye: I wanted to know more about Ward and Fitz's mission. Simmons is seriously starting to unravel without Fitz.
Phil Coulson: I know it's hard to hear, but you don't have the clearance.
Skye: But I have eyes. I saw six squads in full tactical gear, three crates of RPGs, and a full crew of analysts heading into operations. Are you really telling me that has nothing to do with Ward and Fitz's mission? If I'm right, give me a signal by not saying anything.
Phil Coulson: Trust the system.
(Back at the plane...)
Phil Coulson (to May): You know, I like this plane. I like the way we do things here. Everyone's on the same page, no red tape. So far, it's working for us. Most of us. And maybe I'm getting soft, but I don't like keeping things from our team. If you knew... No, you're right. Level 8. But... I know. Trust the system. May? Thanks.
(Simmons is isolated in a room, Fitz runs inside...)
Jemma Simmons: No! Uh... You can't be in here!
Leo Fitz: Too late. It's done. Just try and do your best to keep your hands off me, yeah?
Jemma Simmons: Fitz, I don't know what you think you're doing, but...
Leo Fitz: I'm doing what we always do. We're gonna fix this. Together.
Phil Coulson: What's Fitz doing out there?
Jemma Simmons: He detected a strange energy coming off the body.
Phil Coulson: He's afraid of it, isn't he?
Leo Fitz: It's the smell!
Jemma Simmons: There's no shame in it, Fitz. It's perfectly natural to be afraid.
Leo Fitz: No, the only thing I'm afraid of is putrid, decaying flesh corrupting my pristine workspace. Do you remember the last time you brought a dead thing into the lab?
Jemma Simmons: Oh, not the stupid cat again!
Leo Fitz: The cat!
Jemma Simmons: And it's our lab, Fitz, not your lab!
Leo Fitz: Tell him about the cat. You left his liver next to my lunch!
Grant Ward: There's scorch marks all over that tree. Lucky the whole forest didn't burn down.
Skye: I don't get it. Seems to me like this electroshock thingy was some freak lightning strike. I mean, why call us? What's the big... (chuckls when she sees a dead man floating in the air) Oh. Never mind.
Jemma Simmons: So sad a man died this way. And yet, so amazing.