The Best Helen Singer Quotes

Sam: [to Kyle through an intercom while he remains in containment] the doctor told us everything
Helen: [Referring to the virus his infected with] but maybe they're wrong? Maybe they don't it's as bad as they think
Kyle: They're not wrong. I deserve what I'm getting
Sam: Don't say that: what you deserve was a father who could do better for you. So you wouldn't have to go get money and bring it home because I couldn't
Kyle: No
Sam: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry
Kyle: I love you. You've always taken care of me, I know I've never told you this but you always made me feel safe. Even now, you made me feel safe, you did the best you could

Sam: I'm just saying Kyle is in over his head
Helen: We're not calling our lawyer: he hasn't even been arrested
Sam: Not yet
Helen: Maybe he won't be. If we leave it alone, don't do anything, maybe this whole thing will just go away
Sam: You can't be serious
Helen: Why not? Why do we have to let anyone know?
Sam: Because it's against the law not to
Helen: What'd you suggest we do? Call the police? Maybe they'll give us a reward so we can pay our rent? That wasn't fair. I'm sorry

Helen: [after he hands her an envelope] what is this?
Don: Its final notice: you don't pay the rent tomorrow 8am, I'm calling City Services and they start the eviction process
Helen: No, don't do this. We'll have it in a couple of days
Kyle: [after he watched them through his window] how much do we owe him ma?
Helen: Just stay out of this
Kyle: How much?
Helen: Eighteen hundred dollars and don't you worry about it because your father's going to talk to Uncle Sanford

Sam: What's going on? They don't have their suits on, what does that mean? Are we ok?
Jack: Yes, the powder was harmless
Helen: Oh, thank God
Sam: So you put us through all this for nothing: you scared the hell out of us
Jack: Mr. Singer, we still need to find your son, is there anything you can tell us that could help?
Sam: Why? You just said the powder was harmless
Jack: We believe your son was infected with the virus earlier this morning before he came home. We have three hours to find him before he becomes contagious
Sam: What're you saying? That our son could die?
Jack: Yes, that could happen
Helen: Oh, God
Jack: I know how this must be difficult for you and I'm sorry but we need to find your son and we need to find him now
Sam: Have you tried his cell phone?
Jack: Yes, the line's been disconnected
Helen: Oh wait, he took my phone this morning
Jack: What's the number?
Helen: 818-555-0103
Jack: [while taking out his cell phone to call CTU] ok, I'm going to need one of you to call him
Sam: This is my fault. Kyle wouldn't have done any of this if I couldn't take care of my own family
Helen: No
Sam: Yes you know it's true
Jack: [Over the phone] it's Jack
Tony: I just spoke to LAPD, they got a priority APB on Singer
Jack: Ok good. I think we got a number on him
Tony: Ok we'll thread the line through a tracing matrix
Jack: Ok the number is 818-555-0103. I want you to reroute the call back to my cell phone
Tony: [to Kim] I need you to trace that number and reroute the call back to Jack's cell phone

Helen: He said he won the money at the track
Sam: He can up come up with a better lie than that
Helen: Maybe he was telling the truth
Sam: Oh, come on
Sam: [while Kyle tries to walk past him] where are you going? What's in the bag?
Kyle: Clothes
Sam: Well, open it
Kyle: What?
Sam: Open the bag. I'm warning you: open that bag or I'm going to open it myself
Kyle: [Looks at his mother] ma?
Helen: Listen to your father
Kyle: It's none of his business
Sam: As long as it's in my house, it's my business
Kyle: Your house? This isn't your house, you can't even pay the rent
Helen: [Chastising him for talking back to his father] oh, Kyle
Kyle: [after grabs his father grabs the bag away and begins to look through it] will you quit snooping please?
Sam: [Pushes Kyle back] don't even think about it
Sam: [Holding a bag of white powder after removing it from the bag] what is this? Coke? Heroin?
Kyle: Give it back
Sam: What'd you say?
Kyle: I need it
Sam: What'd you mean you need it? What're you? Some kind of junkie?
Kyle: No. I'm just delivering it for this guy, if I don't get it to him...
Sam: [Interrupts him] who?
Kyle: Just a guy ok?
Sam: [Raises his voice] who? Give me a name
Helen: Kyle, answer your father