Kalinda: "This is Peter, right? This is coming from him?"
Will: "Uh, that's to be presumed."
Kalinda: "And by Peter we mean this is about Alicia?"
Will, verbatim, good line: "I don't know. I don't know anything anymore. I used to be able to read the political tea leaves, now I can barely tell why people say hello to me in the morning."
Kalinda, same: "Then use me."
Will: "Aren't you an island these days without feelings or vulnerability?"
Kalinda: "No man is an island. No Kalinda either."
Will: "This is going to be really, really bad. They are gunning for me."
Kalinda: "What's the deal with Tom Baxter? You pay him off?"
Will: "I did not. But. That's a good idea, because I can see why they would think that. Because I gave him a shitload of money that Jacob can't remember why."
Kalinda, verbatim, again awesome: "Okay, then ask for my help."
It's an amazing moment, an amazing sustained moment, that finally breaks here. You can actually see him remembering how much she likes him and how they have this weird dog-animal closeness all the time, and how powerful she is, and how he kind of ruled her out because of the weirdness, and how touched he is that she keeps saying this.
Will: "...I feel like hugging you."
Kalinda, cute: "No! Just... Just ask for my help."
They are so neat. I mean, I need her and Alicia back together immediately, with that gluttonous childish shipper-like fan part of me that usually stays hidden, but there's an altogether different, darker sweetness to their dealings with each other that you always forget until they're together. Like they could never judge each other, because they are both so bad, and that levels it out in a way that it never could, with Alicia, for either of them. Like you can just see the two of them with their backs to each other, and knives.
Packer: "Haha, they totally sent a pretty chick. I have your asses on lock."
Alicia: "Whatever, dude. You are so gross. Tell me about this other body."
Packer: "What's your name, and how do you feel about having your throat cut?"
Alicia: "Alicia Florrick. Tell me about this other body, I said."
Packer: "Got any daughters?"
Alicia: "Dude, here's the thing. Some child confessed to the murder, and that means at least two innocent people -- which you are not -- are going to jail, where they shouldn't be. Do this for me."
Packer: "Bring me my mom and my brother. I have deathbed confessions to confess."
Alicia: "Okay, tell me the name. Here's a picture of the guy that Kalinda got from the blue-light camera."
Hack: "Time to go."
Alicia: "RICKY! TELL ME THE NAME!"
Packer: "Seems like I have the upper hand here, huh? That makes me feel pensive."