“Say thank you to her, Dolophonos. She just kept you from getting your ass handed to you. (Jericho)Stop it! One more round of Grand Testosterone and I swear I’ll geld you both where you stand. (Delphine)”

“C’mon, sweetie, you can say it. (Delphine)(She moved his mouth playfully with her hands.)You don’t suck, Delphine. I…you. C’mon, Jericho. I only bite in the bedroom. You can do this. I know you’re not really mute. (Delphine)”

“Looks like I’ll be the one babysitting you all. (Jericho)It’s okay, sweetie. I make a mean Band-aid. (Delphine)”

“Why would you do that? (Delphine)Why do you think? (Jericho)Because I’m a bossy hag and you’d rather be enslaved to a man you hate than deal with me. (Delphine)You know…you’re not funny. (Jericho)I think I’m hysterical. (Delphine)”

“There’s too much to be done. I need to know– (Jericho)No. (Delphine)No, you d’in. (Jericho)Yes, I di’id. Don’t make me use my Jeri ninja mind tricks on you. I might screw up and fry your brains. (Delphine)”

“Technical advisor. Since you know our enemies so well, we’re going to pick your brain. (Jericho)I’ll tell you what you want to know. There's no need to torture me for it. (Asmodeus)Pick your brain is an idiomatic expression, Asmodeus. It means we’ll have you tell us things. We’re not actually going in there to mess with your head. (Delphine)Oh, thank the Source. I can’t stand it when someone opens my skull. It really hurts. (Asmodeus)”