Oh, my God! It's my chiropractor!


I don't know what you are. But you're no Aswang.


Wu: And by "ready," you mean "off the deep end"?
Hank: There is no shallow end in this pool.

Hank: Want to get a couple of things clear first.
Wu: "First"? There's a second?

"Monroe"... is that his first name or last?


Wu: Are you...?
Renard: You don't wanna go there.

If they hurt Monroe, I will kill them! I will hunt them down and *kill* them!


[about Wesen] Oh, so there are friendly ones. Good to know!


Maybe we should call in the dog catcher with a really big net.


Juliette: My grandma used to blame the Chupacabra for everything! Dead relatives, missing pets, even lost keys.
Hank: Then, according to your grandmother, the Chupacabra is a pet-eating, key-stealing, goat-sucking killer.
Juliette: It is especially dangerous if you are out alone at night, or you get into a car with a boy, or come home late. I learned that the last two weren't exactly true.

Hank: So we're dealing with a Wesen.
Nick: I hope so. ...I can't believe I just said that.

Uh, I'm not sure I understand what "average" is anymore in this city. Not that I have any opinion that makes sense, 'cause, you know, I'm ready to go "vampire" or "wolfman." Do I sound a little stressed? No matter.