“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,”

“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!”

“Cass, I know you’re only trying to help but I will stab you in your face.”

“Well, what do you want me to do? Head butt my way through a few inches of steel?!” she snarled.“Well, that would certainly earn you a cookie!”

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

“You just kissed me! Why isn't your face melting off?”

“You're a chain-smoking, alcoholic hyper-violent sociopath with daddy issues!""When you say it like that it sounds bad...”