- Griff Walker: [jogging with Ryan] C'mon, let it burn.
- Ryan McBride: I don't wanna burn. I wanna be cool. No, I wanna Häagen-Dazs.
- Ryan McBride: This woman that they took in for questioning. I - ugh, I can't say this. It's so nuts.
- Mitch Buchannon: Well, you got my attention. What are you talking about?
- Ryan McBride: Um, okay. She was wearing gloves.
- [pause]
- Ryan McBride: No, that's not it. Um, I'm sorry. Uh, there was blood on her nightgown. No, that's not it either. No.
- Mitch Buchannon: Ryan.
- Ryan McBride: I, okay, um, okay. The jogger. The jogger died because someone cut into his pulmonary vein. That vein carries the richest, most oxygenated blood throughout the entire body.
- Mitch Buchannon: So?
- Ryan McBride: So. Right. So what? So. When the woman was leaving with Detective Korris, there was a reflection of him in the mirror, nothing of her. Mitch, she wears gloves. In California. In August.
- Mitch Buchannon: What! What! What are you saying?
- Ryan McBride: I'm saying that I think she's a vampire.
- Ryan McBride: Um, okay, uh. Let's go this way.
- Rosie: No no, baby. I make it the other way.
- Pantalone: Oh, you wanna go? Go ahead. Go. Go your way.
- Doretha: Hell, I work here, and I don't even know.
- Ryan McBride: Guys, come on, we just gotta stay together, okay?
- Rosie: No. Chantal and me, what we gotta do is save our pretty little butts.
- Chantal: Yeah. You wanna stay here and like swap spit with a vampire, that's your turn on.