Oh no, hon we were too late. Tiger-boy done pissed down the wrong honey tree and got all the bees, or in this case, bears, going wild. (Fury)

I just want to be warm. Just once let me be warm. Is there no star capable of sharing its fire with me? (Zarek)

And you, Kibbles, had better lay off me. One more growl and I swear I’m going to geld you with a spoon. (Zarek)

We almost made it to thirty seconds without an insult. I think we set a new record.

One of you guys is going to have to feed the vampiric lawyer some blood and it can’t be me. (Caleb) Why? You afraid of a little bite? I’m anemic. (Nick) And I’m Catholic. Doesn’t that knock me out of the running? (Nick)

Only because I’m not a morning person. (Joe) And you’re not a night person either. Face it, babe. You’ve only got two good minutes a day. The minute before noon and the minute right after. (Tee)

Choose well or die. I don’t care which. Just don’t get blood on my coat.