“My love, I’d volunteer to live a thousand lives if I got to spend any part of them with you.”

“How many lives will you save if I’m in prison?” Beckett continued. “Hundreds? Thousands? Do it for the people I haven’t killed yet.”

“They can kiss my ass. I’d rather talk to you than stand with those spineless nimrods any day.”

“This is it, Beck. This is the hardest part of loving someone: not being with them when you want to be. It's so bad you can taste it.”

“Now this I know what to do with. You’ve been my bride. I promise to spend all night making you my wife.”

“I’d rather have you in my life than Margret. I’m not sorry you’re here.” Livia hugged Kyle again, trying to seal her love into her broken sister.”

“Okay, how's this? I’ve been to Heaven and Hell. I’ve seen the whole world, but the only thing that makes me want to live is this: being inside you. I love you so much. You’re all I see.”