Melissa McCall: I'm supposed to just tell him to give up?
Chris Argent: I'm not asking him to give up. I just want him to survive.
Melissa McCall: I've never told Scott to run and hide and I'm not going to start now.
Melissa McCall: I take it Gerard's not gonna meet?
Chris Argent: He's not interested in negotiating.
Melissa McCall: What does he want?
Chris Argent: As far as I can tell, he... Genocide.
Chris Argent (to Scott): You're gonna have to figure out just how much you're willing to give, and how far you're willing to go to stop a war.
Chris Argent: What is the message I'm taking back? What do I tell Scott?
Gerard Argent: You tell him to run.
Scott McCall: Now we know that whoever this new hunter is, he has a teacher.
Chris Argent: Gerard. Which means this is my fault. I'm the one who let him go.
Lydia Martin: You couldn't have done anything.
Malia Tate: He could've killed him. Just saying.
Lydia Martin: We're not executioners.
Malia Tate: If you didn't fire it, then who did?
Scott McCall: Someone who doesn't know what they're doing.
Chris Argent: Someone dangerous. A new hunter.
Chris Argent: What the hell are you guys doing here?
Scott McCall: We're your backup.
Chris Argent: I had a guy on the inside.
Malia Tate: Who?
Chris Argent: You're standing on him.
(Argent shoots Ghost Rider Wild West style, Melissa runs to him and kisses him)
Chris Argent: What was that for?
Melissa McCall: That was so hot.
Melissa McCall: They're all sealed shut. Bet you wouldn't mind having a werewolf around right now... to rip them off their hinges.
Chris Argent: Like to have one around for another reason right now. Get back. (Argent takes a gun from Ghost Rider and shoots him) I gotta get me one of these.
Chris Argent: Animals lose control. You're not just an animal, Malia. You're also a human. You stay that way by getting involved.
Malia Tate: The morgue? I'm not dead yet.
Melissa McCall: You're a Werecoyote. It's private down here, and this is going to hurt. Try not to roar.
Chris Argent: You got anything for the pain?
Malia Tate: No, I can take it.
Chris Argent: It's for me.
Melissa McCall: You're probably wondering why I'm out here when I could be nestled at home reading a book. And that's because I'm sick of seeing people that I care about wheeled past the nurses' station on a gurney. All of you are out here, risking your lives, and it's about time that I do something too.
Chris Argent: In my experience, when tracking homicidal supernaturals, it's best to be quiet.
Chris Argent: The pineal gland is believed to be the seat of the soul. A conduit to express our souls through physical actions.
Melissa McCall: So someone or something is biting open heads to what? Steal souls?
Chris Argent: Looks that way. But the real question is why?
Chris Argent: Good morning.
Melissa McCall: You know, normal people knock? Something tells me you're not here just to make me coffee.
Chris Argent: I need your help. There's a body in your morgue and it needs examining...
Melissa McCall: And you can only sneak into kitchens.
Gerard Argent: This is a surprising alliance, Scott. You and Deucalion? How long have you been planning this clever little double cross?
Chris Argent: About as long as he and I have been planning this one. I knew when I brought you back, it would never be about saving lives. Only about immortalizing your own. (points a gun at Gerard)