I'm willing to bet the Goblin Disposal Agency is closed today.


Bo, I want you to know I do what I can to protect you.


Oh, no, no, no. Back away with the liver shake.


Kenzi: What to start a death pool?
Shawn: Oh, so you gamble?
Kenzi: If the stakes are right. What you got?

Bo: OK, but you must know one story?
Dyson: Bo, read a book.

Don't forget your dog collar!


Bo: What are you doing?
Lauren: I don't know yet. Just let me.
[Bo and Lauren kiss, then Bo stops]
Lauren: What? What's wrong?
Bo: I don't want to hurt you.
Lauren: I trust you

It smells like fried bitch.


You're the foundling? I've heard about you. Even in here.

Lou Ann

Kenzi: Obviously, you can't have Dyson and chase after Dr. Hotpants anymore. Time to pick a team, dude.
Bo: Teams are stupid.

You've made your decision. The next time you need to heal, you call Lauren.


Call off the cleansing. In the Ash's name, it's done.