“We’re on a tight leash. We gotta do things by the book so no shooting yourself or trying to blow me up this time.”“I thought we agreed that we weren’t gonna talk about that anymore.”

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! You tried to blow up your guardian angel?!""It seemed like a good idea at the time...”

“Look honey, I ain’t buying what you’re selling so get out!”“You prefer to be lying here or in the morgue?! Things got outta hand last night but at least you’re alive! If we wanted you dead, don’t you think I would have drained you by now, or dragged you outta here! We are trying to help you!”“And I’m sure Jaws was just trying to help Quint! Get out!”

“We're not immortal, we just haven't died yet.”

“Did I just see you two getting into another tussle outside?”“No...we...were...rehearsing a play,” “Really? What‟s it called?” “Fight Club...”

“These little discoveries about my blood are coming about as hard and fast as a racehorse kicking me in the nuts and I‟m really starting to get sick of it. I got messed up blood, whoopdedoo! Why don‟t you dump some in a fuel tank and see if it‟ll run a car or maybe give it to a power company and see if they can make a new type of energy from it, I don‟t give a crap! It‟s in me, it ain‟t going anywhere and neither are the vamps that wanna chug it. This is just a slightly different scientific way of saying „I‟m screwed‟”

“You know, I've been almost kidnapped and killed more times in the last thirty-six hours than anyone in history, and yet here I am trying to help you work through your personal issues and that Claire...that is why I always get the last cookie,”