“Sister, they send you out for one and you bring back two... and a half. Such a clever girl.”

“If you don’t send Edward out, we’re coming in after him! (Emmett)”

“You know the story in the bible? The one with the king and the two women fighting over the baby?Sure King Solomon.That's right, king solomon he said,  cut the kid in half... but it was only a test. Just to see who would give up their share to protect it... Well, I'm not going to cut you in half anymore.He was telling me that he loved me the most, that his surrender proved it.”

“You gonna back down so easy, little sister?. Not much wild about you, is there? I bet that cottage doesn't have a scratch. Did Edward tell you how many houses Rose and I smashed?”

“But if you ever bring her back damaged again--and I don't care whose fault it is; I don't care if she merely trips, or if a meteor falls out of the sky and hits her in the head--if you return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I left her in, you will be running with three legs. Do you understand that, mongrel?”

“If you don’t send Edward out,” Emmett—still invisible in the night—hissed menacingly,“we’re coming in after him!”“Go,” I laughed. “Before they break my house.”

“Please!" Edward hissed. "Do you mind?""What?" Jacob whispered back, his tone surprised."Do you think you could at least attempt to control you thoughts?" Edward's low whisper was furious."No one said you had to listen," Jacob muttered, defiant, yet still embarrassed. "Get out of my head.”