Harte sent one of her revived men after him, and Pat sent him back in boxes.

Promise me, Amelie, that you’ll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.” “I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.

Hannah leaned against the wall. "Mind if I call shotgun?" Since you're carrying one? Feel free.

When things seem calmest, that is the time you should fear the most, it's when you have the most to lose.

He's not doing anything he shouldn't be doing, right?" "Like what?" "Like hitting on you." "Ew. No, of course not. He doesn't see me that way." Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee. "What? You think he does?" "Sometimes he looks at you a little... oddly, that's all. Maybe you're right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood." "Again, Ew! What's with you this morning?" "Not enough coffee.

Ah, Morganville. Where dressing to hide bloodstains was just good daily planning.

Myrnin to Claire: "If anyone comes to bite you while I'm gone - well, try not to attract attention. Die quietly.