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

Tess

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.

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

Vincent: Do you know how many blonde women there are in Manhattan?
Cat: OK, but you have to admit that could have been Carol.

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.

I think I came up with a theory on how Bob and Carol's enhanced power works. I think they can slow down their heart rate and speed up their brains processing power to such an extant that they see the world in slow motion. Meaning, they can anticipate and adjust to anything.

JT

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.

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

Cat: Where's Vincent?
Carol: Somewhere not even your love can save him.

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

Tess

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.

JT: Listen, um, you're not mad at me about all this, right?
Vincent: No. Not at all man. Look, I wanted to connect with my family, I just never know how.

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