Sanctuary

Kate: Easy there, Gumby. It's just little ol' me. Will: (on radio) Kate, gimmie an update. (Kate fires four tranquilizer darts at the charging creature before Will arrives and uses the stun gun) Four tranqs and the concussion stun to take him down. Kate: Butt-ugly to boot.

Kate: So, lizard-boy here releases toxic spores? Will: Yeah, Henry's been working with Rachel's team for about five years. Never heard of Jack releasing his spores even once. He's supposed to be tame. Kate: (scoffs) Bad call.

Kate: Tryin' to domesticate one of these things … that's like putting C4 through the Play-Doh Fun Factory. Will: I don't know, it's cutting edge stuff. Gerald focuses on its biochemistry while Rachel studies its behavior. They make a good team. Kate: (chuckles sarcastically) What I've seen of Jack's … behavior, he could still use some obedience training. Will: The last time I saw him with Rachel he was pretty docile. She was even teaching him sign language. Kate: Well, hey, I'm no scientist, but you teach a deadly abnormal how to talk and all you'll get is a deadly talking abnormal.

Will: Now that we've recreated the scene we can hopefully figure out what happened. Kate: It's amazing … in, like, a total geeky kinda way. Will: Wow, jealous much?

Will: Okay, so he's down here - she's reaching for him? Kate: (laughs) Okay, well, the woman's either crazy or stupid. I mean, monster is loose, you move away from it. Will: Yeah, unless … she couldn't believe that he would hurt her?

Will: Assassination attempts aside, how goes it? Helen: Well, ironically, Gerald's research is proving to be quite helpful. Take a look at this. Will: (approaches the microscope) This gonna put me off my lunch?

Will: Rachel taught Jack a form of sign language, and I'm thinkin' of tryin' to communicate with him. Now, I know it's not a conventional way of gathering evidence, and … I know what you're gonna say - that if you could teach a lion to speak you still wouldn't understand him - your Dad's favorite expression … Helen: Because … we often make the egocentric mistake of believing that abnormals think the same way we do, that their worldview and logic patterns are similar. In most cases, even with the most intelligent species, they simply aren't. Will: I know, their whole cognitive process is different … Helen: Yes. I'm … I'm just saying bear that in mind when you have your … chat.

Gerald: I don't know where to put all this, Henry. It lives and she dies? You tell me what you'd do? Henry: Honestly, Gerald, I don't know what I'd do … Gerald: YOU'D KILL THE DAMN THING! You'd go all werewolf and you would take care of business!

Kate: Hey, Will … this is what you did before you came here, right? Like, fancy detective work, CSI stuff? Will: (chuckling) Yeah. Look, in the real world, forensics is under-staffed, under-funded and backlogged to the nines. Kate: (smiling) Oh. Well, score one for the criminals, then. Will: Put it this way, if I had this tech to work with, you'd have been behind bars years ago. Kate: (after he leaves) No, I wouldn't.

Kate: How was your "chat" with Jack? Will: Huh! Uh, turns out he doesn't have much to say - except I think he feels bad about what happened - which … isn't very monster-like.

Gerald: I can't spend two minutes with her … without you showin' up. I can't take her to a movie, because you two have already seen it. First it's coffee with Henry, then it's dinner here and there. Pretty soon it's all about whether or not you're available. You know that she actually blushes when you walk into a room? And you know it, and you insult me … every time, pretending that it wasn't happening. Henry: She's with you, Ger, not me. I never did anything. Gerald: You don't have to, Henry you are - you are everything that she wants me to be.

Gerald: I wasn't tryin' to kill Rachel … (turns and pulls out a knife) I was tryin' to kill you. Henry: Oh, man. Don't. Gerald: Come on, Henry. Let's see your real face, huh? (stabs Henry) Henry: No! (groans and begins to change) No! Gerald: It's all right, buddy, let it come! (slashes Henry) Henry: Don't … (growls, changing) Gerald: Come on, Henry, turn! One of us is checkin' out, Henry, and if you stay human, it'll be you. Henry: Don't do this. Gerald: Come on! (stabs again)