J.T.: So is she cool?
Tess: Cooler than you in a ladies' locker room.

Why do you have a constipated look on your face?

Tess

Evan: Muirfield hasn't stopped their experiments. They're trying to make a new generation of cross-species creature.
Vincent: And you're just putting this together now?
Evan: They want to cut you open and see what makes you tick.
Vincent: They know what makes me tick, they made me. I was part of a highly classified secret military experiment to create a unite of super soldiers.

I let my feelings for you blind me of the truth about Muirfield.

Evan

Vincent: I was kind of hoping for someplace a little bit more...romantic. Someplace my girlfriend would want to come visit me.
Cat: Trust me, your girlfriend will visit you wherever you live.

I'm just running out of time. I have to find Muirfield.

Gabe

Gabe: I want revenge on Muirfield, to expose them for what they really are. Not just for me, but for all the other victims. For Evan. And even for the man who died in that warehouse, the vigilante.
Cat: So why the task force to catch him?
Gabe: To protect him. And don't forget, I did specify that he be taken alive. And I admit, I did hope he could lead me to Muirfield.

You were right. Trust has to be earned. And I don't think we're there yet.

Cat

Gabe: What is it? What do you see?!
Cat: It's computers. It's Muirfield's brain.

My mom was a scientist. She told me that wearing the necklace reminded her to respect the power of nature.

Cat

She was the only truly loving adult we had and I adored her. That's why I came here today. But I am sorry if I upset you that I came here.

Gabe

Cat: Just come over tonight and listen to 80s power ballads, that's charity enough.
Gabe: I like 80s power ballads!

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