Bart: Let me try and understand something here. You're Blutbaden, I'm Blutbaden, your mother's Blutbaden, He's a Grimm!
Adalind: I'm pregnant. I can't go that fast.
Meisner: Do you want to live?
Meisner: Then put on a coat and put some clothes in a bag.
Juliette: How are you doing?
Rosalee: Oh, a pleasant mixture of sadness, anger, resentment, and bitterness.
Juliette: Hey, Monroe.
Rosalee: How did it go?
Monroe: Let's just say it went.