Forever Knight

Nick: I wanna have a look at that window. Tracy: All right. I'll check around down here and, hey Nick, if I see anything weird, I'll scream.

LaCroix: Life is a fire, Nicholas. It can be rekindled from the tiniest ember, so long as it is not allowed to become too cold.

Natalie: (to her grandmother's ghost) I know you're just a figment of my imagination, but please don't sneak up on me like that!

Tracy: If you don't mind my saying so, Mr. Scalley, but you don't seem that affected by your partner's death. Scalley: Sure I am. It's double the work for me now he's gone.

Natalie: In highly technical terms: he fell, he died.

Tracy: So, I'm guessing you're not much of a believer in ghosts. Nick: I'll take the Fifth on that one.

LaCroix: Regret is for the foolish, the weak, the tormented. Kill it, before it bleeds you dry.

LaCroix: (noticing Nick's dead bride) Something wrong, Nicholas? Your love nest reeks of death.

Natalie: You know with what's been happening lately, if someone were to suggest to me that he'd been scared to death, I might actually believe it.

LaCroix: A ghost is a hallucination of some famous regret, no more. Ghosts are mistakes that we have made.