“I got nothing. Even the spies I’m spying on who are spying on other spies got nothing.”

“I’ve got a fortune in gold. Ah, was that a flicker in your eye? Do you like me better now that you know I’m rich?” He curled his finger under her chin. “Because I’m all right with that.”

“It's the oldest question of all, George. Who can spy on the spies?”

“Hey Lucia, Pay up, suckah, Emma got dental with some dude.”

“Nothing good ever came easy.” (Garreth)”

“Hey, you've still got your endangered hymen. Which means you'll make it to closing credits - I'm s.o.l.”

“Whenever other Lore creatures like the nymphs and satyrs turned their noses up at the “hex-hacks,” Carrow would raise both her hands in the rock-on horns gesture and shout, “Double, double, toil and trouble, muthafuckas! You just got cursed!” Then she actually would curse them.”