Chris Argent: Ever had to deal with a rabid dog? No? I grew up with a lot of dogs. I saw one get rabies from a bat. It was transferred through the bite. You know, people think that a rabid dog just suddenly goes mad but it's a lot more gradual. First stage is subtle changes in behavior: restless, morose. It's the second phase that people know, the furious phase. That's when they attack- and we're talking any moving object. Did you know that a caged rabid dog will break it's own teeth trying to chew through the bars? It'll even reach back and snap it's own spine, can you imagine the amount of force it would take to do that? It's complete character reversal, this harmless animal turned into a perfectly vicious killer. And it all started with that one bite... Something that dangerous is better off dead.

Kate Argent: Of course. I always play by the rules.

Allison: (Scott pulls out a photo) That's when I thought I was a photographer.
Scott: They're good!
Allison: No, they're not. I stopped when I realized I was terrible at it: framing's off, bad lighting... believe me- not good. (he pulls out a painting) That was when I thought I was good at painting: terrible, too. (he spots a folder marked "Poetry") And that's when I tried poetry. Terrible doesn't even come CLOSE to describing that.
Scott: What are you good at?
Allison: I'm going to show you, if you promise not to laugh.

Derek: If the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me.
Stiles: Positivity just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?

Scott: This house is like the frickin' Wal-Mart of guns!

Kate: Sounds violent. I like it.

Derek: Start the car. Now.
Stiles: I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay? In fact, I think if I wanted to, I could probably drag your little werewolf ass into the middle of the road and leave you for dead.
Derek: Start the car, or I'm gonna rip your throat out. With my teeth.

Allison: Then I met him and he was different. I don't know, I can't explain it.
Lydia: I can. It's your brain filling with phenylethylamine.

Lydia: 'Just studying' never ends with just studying. It's like getting into a hot tub: somebody eventually cops a feel.

Stiles: No more talk about the alpha or Derek. Especially Derek. Who still scares me.