You have enough secrets Cat, being mad at your mom shouldn't be one of them.

Cat: I cannot justify going for tea with my mom's sisters when somebodies hunting Vincent.
Tess: They're not hunting Vincent, they're hunting beasts. They don't even know that he is one.

[to Carol] If JT's dead, you're dead.

Tess: You can see in the dark now too?
JT: Looks like it.

Tess: Just because you're dating a police captain, doesn't mean you can kick in other people's doors.
JT: Vincent does it all the time. Why can't I have some fun?
Tess: Because Vincent's a beast, Bob and Carol are super assassins and you're just a dude who heals himself.
JT: Gee, thanks.

Cat: Seriously, babysitting duty! This is just not about distracting me from Vincent, is it?
Tess: Alright. OK, so we buried the lead. Come on Cat, ever since I took over this precinct, I'm under a ton of pressure to get the numbers up, and that means I need the next generation of detectives up to snuff.

Tess: What again with the hospital? What's going on with you?
JT: Excuse me, I didn't shoot myself.

Cat: He was shot and killed in a locked hospital room.
Tess. The only think I can think of is. [Cat interrupts]
Cat: Another serum enhanced super-human took him out.

[talking to Cat] You keep looking for your greater purpose, this could be it.

Tess: You never give yourself credit JT, you that? You always sells yourself short -- don't, you stood up for me. That's you, not some crazy ass medicine.
JT: Well, I didn't like the way they were treating you.

JT: So we're not sexually mismatched?
Tess: Not that I'm aware of. Do you think we are?
JT: No. I'm good.

JT: Heather wants penis straws? She actually wrote that in her email.
Tess: Yeah. Apparently they're a bachelorette party staple.

Beauty and the Beast Quotes

Vargas:This is where he lives? A chemical plant?
Cat: He's a researcher, maybe he works from home?
Vargas: Or maybe it's a meth lab.
Cat: Just my type.

Everyone told me it was just a coyote or a bear. This thing I thought I had seen was just a result of my concussion or post traumatic stress. No, the men who killed my mother were beasts. I believed them. Until now.

Cat