Pam: [handing Sookie a leather outfit] Put these on.
Sookie: Oh, thank you. But I'm fine really. I'm just gonna dry out my hair and be on my way.
Pam: You're not going anywhere. Eric and your boyfriend aren't nearly done talking just yet.
Sookie: Is... Bill is some kind of trouble?
Pam: That's for the boys to figure out. Right now what you need to do is change out of your clothes... there's vampire in your cleavage.
Sookie: [looks down and gasps] Okay. Eeww!
Pam: Allow me. [takes the bloody piece out]
Sookie: Thank you.
Pam: I'm beginin' to understand the fuss everyone's makin' over you.

Sam: [after Bill has left] Can't you see what he's like? How can you even think about being with him?
Sookie: Sam, my living room is wrecked! I've got a killer, a vampire and a shapeshifter on my plate. Right about now I'm not thinkin' about being with anybody!

Sam: [to Arlene, about her party] What do you want it took look like?
Terry: A débutante ball.
Arlene: [happily] Hug your neck! You know exactly what I'm talkin' about. [walks off]
Sam : How did you know what she wanted?
Terry: My cousin Portia was a deb, from Shreveport when she turned 18. Every Bellefleur woman has been doin' it since they started to have 'em before the Revolutionary war.
Sam: Must be nice to come from such an old family.
Terry: All families are old, Sam. Some just keep better records.

Sam: [walking into Sookie's room] She's asking for you.
Bill: [turning from the window] Is there something you want to say to me?
Sam: I want you to stay away from her.
Bill: You know Sookie doesn't take kindly to people making decisions for her.
Sam: [pacing the room] You don't need to tell me who Sookie is... I know who she is. I've know a long time.
Bill: Then you'll also know this neither the time nor the place to... mark your territory.

Sam: Sookie, you have no future with a vampire!
Sookie: They don't die. I've got nothing but a future with one.

Sookie: [about yelling at a neighbor] I shouldn't have lost it like that.
Tara: Don't you feel sorry for yellin' at that snoopy old bitch. She's been stickin' her nose where it don't belong for years.
Lafayette: Say it. I mean, if she talked any more shit she'd be shaped like a toilet.

Sookie: [after they have made love] Doesn't it get old? I mean you've been doing it for over a hundred years. Doesn't it get predictable?
Bill: Not with you it doesn't. You're entirely different. And the beauty and the tragedy of it is that you don't know just how different you are.
Sookie: Please tell me if I'm doing something wrong.
Bill: There's nothing more natural than the act of making love. Who am I to try to change what come naturally to you.
Sookie: But if you could change something...
Bill: I wouldn't change a thing.
Sookie: What's it like to sleep in the ground?
Bill: Well, it's not exactly comfortable. But it is safe. Which if I recall is what the three voice mails required me to be.

Sookie: [as they clean up the dining room] I've been admiring your necklace all day.
Amy: Oh, thanks. It's a lariat. I made it.
Sookie: You make jewelry?
Amy: Easy way to earn extra money. I can make you one if you want.
Sookie: Thanks, but I don't think my boyfriend much likes silver... you know my brother's a dog, don't you?
Amy: Sorry?
Sookie: He's all charm and smiles in the beginning. But the second he gets tired of you, he gonna stop calling. Before you know it, he's off with some other floozie. Not... not that you are one, but trust me. It's as regular as the seasons. You seem like a sweet girl, I don't want you to get hurt.
Amy: You know, I don't think Jason's realized even half of what he's going to be. I wouldn't be so quick to judge. I think you'd be surprised at what he's capable of.

Sookie: [awakes to find Bill licking at her open head wound] Do I taste different from other people?
Bill: Yes. What are you?
Sookie: Well, apparently I'm not dead. What I am is telepathic. I can hear people's thoughts.
Bill: Even mine?
Sookie: No. That's why I like you so much. I can't hear you at all. You have no idea how peaceful that is after a lifetime of blah, blah, blah.
Bill: May I ask you a personal question?
Sookie: Bill, you were just licking blood out of my head. I don't think it gets much more personal than that.

Sookie: [describing her vampire experience] It felt like... It felt like every single care or worry or sadness I've ever had was just flowin' out of me and into him. And, yeah it hurt at first. But when I relaxed, it didn't hurt at all.
Lafayette: I was always scared to let him bite me. I don't know, Sookie. I just think that when there's blood involved, a line been crossed.
Sookie: Oh, I definitely crossed a line and glad I did.
Lafayette: Well you go ahead on, hookah with your badass. Good for you. It ain't possible to live unless you crossin' somebody's line.

Sookie: [just getting home and seeing him suddenly] God damn it Bill! How many times do I have to tell you, do not do that!
Bill: I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional. I just got here. I wanted to make sure that you were safe.
Sookie: Why can't I hear your thoughts? Do you even have any thoughts?
Bill: Oh, I have thoughts... many life times of thoughts.
Sookie: So why can't I hear them?
Bill: I don't know. Perhaps it's 'cause I don't have brain waves.
Sookie: Why not?
Bill: Because I'm dead.
Sookie: No, you're not! You're standing here, talking to me.

Sookie: [opening the door and seeing Bill, all better] You're alive?
Bill: Well, technically no. But I am healed. I've fed.
Sookie: Would you like to come in?
Bill: Yes. [enters as she closes the door behind him. Seeing her bruised face, he tries to bite his wrist]
Sookie: No.
Bill: Without my blood, it will take weeks for you to heal.
Sookie: I don't care. After everything I just need to feel human right now.
Bill: I failed you.
Sookie: [smiling] You were willing to sacrifice yourself to save me.
Bill: But if I could...
Sookie: My life is too short for all that. [they kiss passionately]

Sookie: [standing outside her house] Well, since you're here...
[opens her door, but Bill hesitates]
Sookie: What's wrong?
Bill: You have to invite me in. Otherwise, it's physically impossible for me to enter a mortal's home.
Sookie: Seriously? Well come on, try.
Bill: I-I can't. I can't even try.
Sookie: That is so weird! [playfully] Oh Bill, won't you please come in?
Bill: Thank you.
Sookie: [blocks his path] So, if I were to withdraw my invitation, would you have to leave?
[Bill nods, embarrassed]
Sookie: I'll have to remember that.

Sookie: [Surprised as Bill wipes off the mirror] Wait a minute. I thought you're supposed to be invisible in the mirror.
Bill: We started many of the mysteries about ourselves centuries ago.
Sookie: What about holy water?
Bill: [Climbing into the bath] It's just water.
Sookie: Crucifixes?
Bill: Geometry.
Sookie: Garlic?
Bill: It's irritating. That's pretty much it.
Sookie: [Pause, smiling] Wow. I feel a little weak.
Bill: Of course you do. I fed on your blood. You should take some vitamin B-12 to replenish.
Sookie: Will I need to do that everyday?
Bill: If you don't mind, yes. And no garlic.
Sookie: Is it always like this?
Bill: No, it is not.
Sookie: I never thought I'd be able to...
Bill: I am honored that you chose me.

Sookie: [while driving to Fangtasia] Penny for your thoughts?
Bill: I thought you liked not knowing what I'm thinking.
Sookie: Most of the time I do.
Bill: You won't care for it.
Sookie: That doesn't mean I don't wanna know.
Bill: [looking at her clothes then back to the road] You look like vampire bait.
Sookie: [laughing] What's that supposed to mean?
Bill: I promised your grandmother no harm would come to you at Fangtasia tonight. I'm not sure I'm gonna be able to keep that promise with you dressed like this.
Sookie: So are you sayin' you think I look nice?
Bill: Doesn't matter what I think. This isn't a date. Remember?