Eleventh Hour Season 1 Episode 2

Rachel: So Hood, what were you like as an 11-year old boy?
Hood: I was kind of like Steven I guess. I wanted to compete with the best, but it's hard to know how good you are if you kill off the competition.
Rachel: Well, I for one am relieved that you used that brain of yours for good.
Hood: Thank you. (smiles) Maybe I just never got caught.

Rachel: Do you have a plan?
Hood: More like a hypothesis.
Rachel: Care to let me in on it?
Hood: Trust me.
Deputy: Does he actually know what he's doing?
Rachel: Most of the time.

Rachel: Nietzsche?
Hood: Someone around here is killing off the weak. Clearing a path for the Übermensch; the Overman. Rachel, I'm going to need some Buffed-Tailed Bumblebees.

Rachel: People get a little crazy in their old age sometimes. Sometimes, a slightly younger age.
Hood: It's called dementia and I could go at any time.

Rachel (suspiciously): You have quite a variety of dangerous animals and insects here.
Lizzie (innocently): Well, sometimes the most dangerous poisons and venoms serve as life savers.
Rachel: What do you do with the toads?
Lizzie: Oh, homeopathic erectile dysfunction medication. I sell it over the internet along with other remedies.

Hood (in a swamp searching for toads): That's a black swamp snake, Rachel. Don't worry, he's perfectly harmless.
Deputy: That one right there's just a baby. Yum. Yum. Pretty damn tasty? There's one right there! (laughs)
(a frightened Rachel jerks her head around to look and sees that the deputy was joking)

Rachel (as Hood heads for a ladder): What are you doing?
Hood: Just going to take a look at something.
Deputy: What are we supposed to do?
Hood: Walk through the doors like normal people.