Carrie: "Tac teams have eight guys, but I only see seven of you here. Where is the mole. Which one of you is the mole? I won't be mad, just tell me the truth."
Quinn: "-- Carrie! OMG these dudes are mercs. Ex-military, as in too scary to be in the military. You can't just ask if they're disloyal, they'll flip."
Carrie: "Okay, Gretchen Weiners. You tell me. Because it's one of our guys, then."
Quinn: "The only people here are you, me, and Danny Galvez."
Carrie: "The Muslim. Dammit."
(Which, this still might be my favorite exchange from the whole season, when they were like That's racial profiling! and Saul was like, "No, it's profiling.")
Anyway, Carrie's none too pleased with what her intuitive powers -- knocked off their axis, as they will be all episode, by this conundrum of both things being true to her perceptions at once -- so they chat it out.
Quinn: "That makes very little sense. I mean, on the one hand he took a bullet in the tailor shop. But on the other hand, he came crawling out of the hospital at just the right time..."
Carrie: "Can you see a way in which it makes sense, though? Overall?"
Quinn: "With what we have to go on, I guess so. A little bit."
Turns out Galvez took off about two minutes ago. Not looking good for Galvez. Team Quinn abruptly changes course and decides to take off after Galvez. After a long/short chase, they have him out of the car and on the ground, which is when Quinn notices he is bleeding all over the road.
Galvez: "My stitches opened up from me working so hard for you! I told them where I was going!"
Carrie: "Well, I'm an asshole today."
Although it doesn't explain why he took so long to pull over during the chase, but miscommunication seems to be the order of the day and he's not the mole, so whatever.
Brody: "Hey, where's your mom?"
Dana: "Going by last night, I'd say probably crying in the bathroom. Or fucking Mike Faber, our real dad."
There's a lot of complicated business wherein Dana -- having just broken up with her sociopathic boyfriend, having had an eventful few days -- steps up her horrible behavior to heretofore unseen -- and frankly, poorly staged and narratively unprovoked -- levels. She beats up on Chris, she screams at Nick until Jessica comes back with milk from Major Joy, which she then throws on the floor. It is a damned mess. The one that carries the pain becomes nuclear, if you hold still too long.