Alcide: What time do you want to head back to Bon Temps? Since you're not looking for that asshole anymore.
Sookie: Oh, I still plan on finding him.
Alcide: Okay, doormat.
Sookie: I'm not a doormat. I just want him to say it to my face.
Alcide: What, he didn't hurt you enough?
Sookie: I think he's in trouble. Maybe I'm wrong, but if he can look me in the eye, and tell me it's over, then I'll leave him here to rot.
Alcide: You looking for closure? Just let it go, move on.
Sookie: Says the man cooking breakfast in a wok 'cause he's too sad to buy a new frying pan.

Andy: You're a good guy, Stackhouse. You got a lotta heart. You're prettier'n most girls. If you just applied yourself right, you could accomplish almost anything.
Jason: You really think so?
Andy: Why else would I be babysitting your drunken ass making sure you don't piss your entire future away?

Bill: [after his fangs came out] Don't be afraid.
Caroline Compton: [trembling] Are you afflicted?
Bill: I am... I was... My human life was taken from me.
Caroline Compton: Are you a ghost?
Bill: I an here to bury our son. You cannot be infected.
Caroline Compton: What are you?!? What are you?!? A-a demon? A devil?!You've taken my husband. I will not let you take my son!

Bill: When this is over, let's begin again. We'll be new.
Sookie: Will we? I don't know. I don't know if people change, even when they try.
Bill: We can if we want to. Do you want to?
Sookie: You know I do.

Bill: You have always so enjoyed making others suffer.
Lorena: And there is nothing wrong with that. Especially after having been made to suffer as I have been.
Bill: You haven't suffered at the hands of others for a very long time.

Eric: [to Pam] You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless.

Eric: [while having sex with Yvetta] So, what brings you to Fangtasia on this balmy summer night?
Sookie: Bill's been kidnapped and I think you did it.
Eric: I didn't. Any other theories?
Sookie: I'm still on this one, thank you very much. Where were you tonight around eleven o'clock?
Eric: Here, with Yvetta.
Sookie: Doing this? For the last six hours?
Eric: You seem surprised. Is Bill's stamina not up to snuff?
Sookie: Tell me where I can find Lorena. If you don't have him, she does.
Eric: Solid theory. But given the tenor of your last run-in with Ms. Krasiki, I think it's better if I dealt with her instead.
Sookie: How do I know if you will?
Eric: Because if Bill was in fact kidnapped, by human or vampire, I am duty bound as sheriff of the area in which he resides to find him... even if I do want what is his.

Eric: Here's what I know about werewolves. There's a reason their existence has remained merely a myth to humans for thousands of years. They're territorial, vicious, pathologically secretive.
Sookie: Boy, does that sound familiar.
Eric: And here's what I know about you. You're so blinded by your obsession with Bill Compton, you're likely to run through the streets screaming werewolf bait. Alerting who ever has Bill that we're on to them or getting yourself killed.

Jason: God, I killed a man!
Andy: No, Stackhouse. I killed him! That's what I just told Bud and that's what both of us have to stick to, 'cause there's holes in our story. Big gaping ones!
Jason: Like?
Andy: [about Eggs] Like if he was really all up in my face threatening me with a knife, how come the gun that killed him was fired from over twenty feet away!?
Jason: Well shit man. Why'd you tell 'im a story with holes in it? We gotta go back and tell him the truth.
Andy: You tell anybody anything, we're both gonna spend the rest of our lives in jail!
Jason: I don't wanna go to jail.
Andy: Than I need to see a lot less conscience and a lot more cajones and I need to see 'em pronto!

Jason: There's werewolves?
Sookie: Yes.
Jason: Shit. Bigfoot, is he real too?
Sookie: I dunno, I guess it's possible.
Jason: Santa?
Sookie: Jason, focus.

Jessica: So Pam, when you're feedin' on someone, how do you not kill 'em?
Pam: Bill didn't teach you that?
Jessica: Bill doesn't want me to feed on people. And now he's gone, and...
Pam: It's in the heartbeat. You feel it in the blood.

Kenya: [about Bill] So he proposes to you and you said what again?
Sookie: That I needed a minute to think.
Kenya: [making notes] Hmmm.
Sookie: [about the Hostess nearby] Aren't you going to stop her from tramplin' all over the crime scene? Why aren't you taking any of this seriously, Kenya? My boyfriend's been kidnapped.
Kenya: It is Deputy Jones and I'd appreciate you addressing me as such. Now how how long were you in the bathroom?
Sookie: No more than a minute or two.
Kenya: Was it one minute or two minutes?!
Sookie: What difference does it make when every second you spend questioning me, these bastards are getting further away!
Kenya: What if there were no bastards? What if, while you were in the bathroom for a minute or two, your vampire friend realized he didn't want to be humiliated any more and took off?
Sookie: Well than how do you explain the turned over table inside? Because to me that looks like evidence of a struggle.
Kenya: To me, it looks like a man lost his temper... and with good reason.
Sookie: Come on, just file a missing person's report for me. Please.
Kenya: Forty-eight hours. That's the rule. You wanna a lift back to town or not?

Lafayette: [leaving message for Tara on cell phone] Ring ring, hooker, ring ring. Now I know you're holing up at Sookie's, but long story short, I gots me a six-figure bucket seat cradling my black ass right the fuck now. And you got yourself my old ride. That's right. Buddha done did us a 180, he did. Now why don't you calls a motherfucker back, please?

Lafayette: Life ain't not havin' problems, Tara. It's about bein' able to deal wit' the ones you got.

Lorena: That was the best sex I've had in decades.
Bill: At least someone enjoyed it.