- Josh Levison: Hey. You okay?
- Aidan Waite: Oh, yeah! I am great! Just great. Yeah. I was gonna go out and get us a keg.
- Josh Levison: Ah! Perfect.
- Aidan Waite: No, no, no. Listen, I gotta go find Kat. She said she was gonna call the cops and the body count is mounting.
- Sally Malik: One of those bodies is a purebred werewolf corpse... if we're splitting hairs, uh, you know...
- Josh Levison: Hey, you know what. Screw the keg. Pick us up some crack.
- Donna Gilchrist: The one that got away.
- Sally Malik: How is this happening?
- Donna Gilchrist: Your presence is very strong in this house. I can feel it, now that we're connected. You feel the connection, don't you?
- Sally Malik: The fire.
- Donna Gilchrist: I haven't met the likes of you and your friends for in a long, long time. I respect your chutzpah, I really do.
- [Sally swings through Donna's spirit with a fire poker]
- Donna Gilchrist: Honey, stop. So, obviously, we can't stay here.
- Sally Malik: I'm not leaving.
- Donna Gilchrist: You know how this works, better than most. You don't belong in this plane.
- Sally Malik: I'm not going back to limbo.
- Donna Gilchrist: No, you're not. You know what happens when a death spot is destroyed?
- Sally Malik: You say we're linked? I'll take you with me. I'll leave you there. I'll shred you. You don't know what I can do.
- Donna Gilchrist: Oh, no. I do. Why do you think I like you so much?
- [pushes Sally down the stairway and drags her into Hell]
- Blake: Aidan. I expected you might be irked about the wolves we drank.
- Aidan Waite: Irked? No, not irked. I'm disappointed. That's worse. So you're lucky that I need your help.
- Blake: My help?
- Aidan Waite: Yeah, you heard me. A friend of mine, she witnessed an event. She saw some things that she shouldn't have seen. And I'm not very good at compelling, but I get the feeling that manipulation's your forte.
- Blake: Is this your idea of sweet-talking me?
- Aidan Waite: You know what the great things about vampires is you can just make them disappear. And I could erase your friends too. Or you could recognize the fact that I'm giving you the opportunity to do me a favor. Let's be clear. I would owe you.
- Reverend Herring: You can't hurt me. You can't hurt me! Oh, please. Dear God! God!
- Aidan Waite: This is for my wife.
- [snaps the Reverend's neck]