Chloe: Mom? I love you.
Meredith: Implied!

Chloe: I think I died today.
Amy: Are you okay?

Newsflash! Dying sucks, and I'm so not doing that again.

Amy, let's try not to piss off the homicidal maniac more than he already is, okay?

Chloe: And, wait, you did not just compare me to your one eyed, deaf, arthritic cat.
Amy: Hey, she's old, be nice. And, I think I just did. Sorry!

This has been the best crappy date ever.

Alek: You can't keep putting yourself at risk. It's stupid and irresponsible.
Chloe: Hey, I didn't exactly sign up for any of this. Maybe, if someone had told me that kissing humans would....I'm sorry, I didn't want to fight.

Alek: You do seem a little...tense.
Chloe: Deranged psycho killer is still after me so, yeah, maybe a little.

Paul: You'll be fine, you just have to relax.
Chloe: Why is that the universal boy solution to pretty much everything?

Valentina: Nine lives to live...
Chloe: Nine lives to endure. It kind of sticks with ya.
Valentina: Nine lives to accomplish much, but each more complicated than the last and each death more painful than the one before.

Chloe: What if I don't want to be The Uniter?
Valentina: That's like wishing you didn't have blue eyes. Some things simply are.

It's like my non-wish birthday wish came true.