I tried to keep my distance, but my world doesn't work without you in it.

Chloe?" "Yeah?" "I'd be worth the inhaler," he said, then forced himself to walk away.

I don’t want to scare the guests with a big old guard dog,” Tara protested. “Safety is far more important than worrying about what anyone else thinks,” Sawyer told her. “You’re right, of course.” Tara looked at her sisters. “We’ll think about both an alarm and a dog.” “We can borrow Izzy from Jax,” Maddie said. “Sure,” Tara said. “And she can lick the next bad guy to death.

Go away. I hate everyone right now, and I'm pretty sure that includes you.

I'm going to shoot somebody," Maddie said. "Sawyer hates when people do that. It's a whole bunch of paperwork.

...But the problem is, people tend to assign you the role of the person you are at your worst, you know?

Sixty-five seconds," he said. "You weren't breathing for sixty-five seconds after we found you. I lived and died during each one of them." He let out a breath. "Never again.