Jerry McCafferty: Oregon has rallied in anticipation of the state's upcoming ratification vote on the Vampire Rights Ammendment. Polls show the measure gaining support in recent months although nearly twenty percent of the country remains undecided.
[Suddenly Russell appears behind Jerry. His fist comes through Jerry's chest and then rips out Jerry's spine. People in the studio are heard screaming]
Russell Edgington: Does that help you decide America? Do not turn off the camera! You've seen how quickly I can kill. Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Russell Edgington, and I have been a vampire for nearly three-thousand years! Now, the American Vampire League wishes to perpetrate the notion that we are just like you, and, I suppose, in a few small ways we are. We're narcissists. We care only about getting what we want no matter what the cost, just like you. Global warming, perpetual war, toxic waste, child labor, torture, genocide... That's a small price to pay for your SUVs and your flat screen TVs, your blood diamonds, your... designer jeans, your absurd garish McMansions! Futile symbols of permanence to quell your... your quivering, spineless souls. But no, in the end, we... are... nothing... like you! We are... immortal! Because we drink the true blood! Blood that is living, organic, and human. Mmm! And that is the truth the AVL wishes to conceal from you, because let's face it, eating people is a tough sell these days, so they put on their friendly faces to pass their beloved VRA, but make no mistake: mine is the true face of vampires! Why... would we... seek... equal... rights? You... are not... our equals! We will eat you! After we eat your children! Now time for the weather. Tiffany?
Franklin Mott: Don't, don't. It's an ugly, ugly sound.
Tara Thornton: I-I killed you.
Franklin Mott: That's what everyone said. That you did it. I thought why would anyone spread such vicious lies? Why would you kill someone that you loved?
Tara Thornton: I do not love you.
Franklin Mott: They said that too. That, I refused to believe. I had to see for myself. You wanna know what hurts the most? That you didn't mourn. If you had a shred of love in your heart for me... you would have mourned me! I love you so much.
Tara Thornton: You don't love anything. You can't. Because you are a psychopath. You violated me and terrorized me, because that's what vampires do. And you're calling that love.
Franklin Mott: I'll mourn you, Tara. I'll mourn you to my very marrow. The only pity is that you will never know how much I will grieve.
[Franklin extends his fangs]
Tara Thornton: Come on! If you're gonna fucking kill me, kill me! What's taking you so long? You want to hear me beg for my life? Is that it? It's the only thing y'all can feel. The destruction of life, because you ain't got none in you. You sick motherfucker, I won't give you the satisfaction!
Franklin Mott: Why do you want to die so much? Why do you want to make me kill you?
Tara Thornton: Because the second I'm gone, I'll be rid of you forever. I'll be free and you'll have nothing!
[He chokes her]
Franklin Mott: Shut up! Shut up! Oh, your heart is beating so fast. I want to feel it stop.
[Jason appears holding his shotgun]
Jason Stackhouse: Take your hands off her.
Franklin Mott: This is a private conversation. It's none of your concern. Run along.
Jason Stackhouse: Move the fuck away.
Franklin Mott: What, you gonna shoot me now? You do realize I'm a vampire. You could empty every round in me and I'll heal.
[Jason fires and hits Franklin in the chest. Franklin explodes into a puddle of blood]
Jason Stackhouse: Not if I got wooden bullets.
Jesus Velasquez: [to Ruby Jean] You almost done in there? it's time for us to go home.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: [Ruby Jean walks in all made up] You have got an excellent selection a cosmetics, I give you that.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: I'm ready for you now. Ain't nothin gonna hurt me when I got on my warpaint.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: Somethin' different about you.
Lafayette Reynolds: I don't think so.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: Y'ain't got your mask on.
Lafayette Reynolds: That's 'cause you've been in there hogging all my stuff.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: I can see you. My son is shining through.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: Did he do this to you?
Lafayette Reynolds: No. Yeah. I guess you could say that.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: I'll be damned. Maybe God LOVES fags!
Jesus Velasquez: That sounds like a compliment. Ruby, we gotta go. Come on. You need to bless the jello so everyone can eat. Come on!
Lafayette Reynolds: All right now, you go 'head. Without my ring, thank you.
Ruby Jean Reynolds: Come see me, LaLa.
Lafayette Reynolds: All right, Miss Lady, eat your vegetables.
Jesus Velasquez: So I'll see you?
Lafayette Reynolds: I'll see you.
Jesus Velasquez: A visit from the chef. Wow. It's my lucky day!
Lafayette Reynolds: I wanted to meet the sick fuck who ordered the veggie burger with bacon.
Jesus Velasquez: I was just curious to see if you'd actually do it.
Lafayette Reynolds: Boyfriend, for you, I'd do all kind of things against my better judgment.
Jesus Velasquez: That's why I come back. For the personal service.
Lafayette Reynolds: You don't finish that, and you ain't getting no dessert.
Eric Northman: Russell will not stop killing. What if the human public learns of it?
Nan Flanagan: That's why you're going to take care of it. Quietly, discreetly, and most important of all, completely off the books. You wanted revenge, it's yours.
Eric Northman: What resources are you gonna give me?
Nan Flanagan: None. We're not getting near it.
Eric Northman: How do you expect me to kill him? He's three times my age.
Nan Flanagan: Listen, you whiny little bitch. The only link between Sophie-Anne, Russell and the Magister is you. You brought us this steaming pile of shit and you're going to make it go away. Bring me his fangs, or I will have yours.
Sookie Stackhouse: [Moving the body of a werewolf] Normal couples do not do this, Bill Compton.
Bill Compton: Thought you'd given up on being like a normal couples. What would you rather to be doing? Sitting on the sofa, watching television?
Sookie Stackhouse: Used to be my idea of excitement. You spoiled me. Just once, I'd like to not find a dead body in my house.
Sookie Stackhouse: I don't know how you did things in the 1800's, but keeping a file on the woman you love, it's... creepy.
Bill Compton: I have to know what you are, or else I can't protect you.
Sookie Stackhouse: But you have to trust *me*. And stop to thinking of me as a thing to be protected. I took care of Debbie by myself. I'm not afraid to spill a little blood anymore. Much as you want to be human, I think I'm meeting you halfway to vampire.
Jason Stackhouse: [about Crystal] She's her own woman, she can do what she wants!
Felton Norris: You're the one who fuckin' kidnapped her!
Jason Stackhouse: What? She came to me!
Felton Norris: What?
[Turns to Crystal]
Felton Norris: Is that true? I swear to god I'll kick your ass if you ran out on me!
[Crystal shakes her head, fearfully]
Jason Stackhouse: Don't talk to her like that!
Felton Norris: Don't make me hit you. You know I hate it when you make me hit you.
Jason Stackhouse: Dude! I got the gun! Shut the fuck up!
Jason Stackhouse: Why does he think I kidnapped you?
Crystal Norris: He raped me too!
Jason Stackhouse: WHAT?
[Felton attacks Jason, Crystal knocks him out]
Jason Stackhouse: Could you not make me a rapist?
Crystal Norris: I'm sorry. It was the best I could think of.
Crystal Norris: We better tie him up before he comes to. He's a lot stronger than he looks.
Jason Stackhouse: All right. I'll get my handcuffs.
Crystal Norris: No. He can... escape handcuffs.
Jason Stackhouse: What? What is he, a magician?
Nan Flanagan: The downstairs is clean.
Eric Northman: Well, I told you there was nothing.
Nan Flanagan: It's been wiped.
Eric Northman: Well, I'm a Virgo. I like to be neat.
Terry Bellefleur: [On the phone] Arlene's fixing to throw a Molotov through your brother's window if you don't get here.
Sam Merlotte: Well, why? What's going on?
Terry Bellefleur: There's all kinds of noises, Sam. Girl noises. Ordinarily, I wouldn't wanna keep anybody from enjoying themselves...
Arlene Fowler: Enjoying? She sounds like she's being murdered!
Terry Bellefleur: Listen, I got me two kids with school in the morning and a pregnant woman who says she needs at least nine hours sleep.
Arlene Fowler: It's for the baby!
Nan Flanagan: The Authority will review your statement against the frankly, strong possibility that I've lost an entire night's worth of air time promoting the VRA in order to listen to a load of bullshit. But some do believe in a fair hearing. Americans.
Jason Stackhouse: [Rosie is sobbing] Rosie, hey. You okay?
Andy Bellefleur: We had a man down last night.
Jason Stackhouse: What? Which man?
Andy Bellefleur: Kevin! He's alive, barely. His mama's at the hospital with him.
Jason Stackhouse: Oh. What, uh, what happened?
Andy Bellefleur: He went to answer a distress call around 2 a. m.
Rosie: I thought it was a prank. Some moron called disguising his voice, said that there was a guy tied to a tree holding a bag full of vamp blood. I didn't know.
Andy Bellefleur: We sent our man into an ambush. They smashed him up like a piñata. Crushed his windpipe. Boy's impossible to understand as it is.
Andy Bellefleur: I got ulcers so big, coffee's coming out of my bellybutton.
Jason Stackhouse: Oh. Is that even possible?
Andy Bellefleur: If it turns out our V addict is from Hotshot, I'm calling in the FBI, the DEA, the ATF, the DOJ and Blackwater, and we're gonna send that shit hole back into the slime it climbed up out of
Holly Cleary: Hey, y'all. I'm Holly. It's been a while since I spoke, but there's enough new faces here, I figure I ought to take a turn. I'm a rape survivor. Easy for me to say now, but took me ages to be able to put those words together. And it's women like y'all who helped me the whole way. Fifteen years ago I was locked in a room and raped by my coworker for five and a half hours. And every day I face not only my memory of that, but that part of me who - Who wants to feel sorry for herself, and expects the worst out of people. But that's not who I was raised to be. Nm-mm. And I still believe that people are worth trusting, and every day, that piece of me gets a tiny bit stronger and wins out just a tiny bit more.
Claudine Crane: You killed Sookie.
Bill Compton: I haven't.
Claudine Crane: You've taken her blood. I can see it in you.
Bill Compton: I love her.
Claudine Crane: You think you do. You only want her light.
Bill Compton: No. She's safe. She's alive. I swear to you, I would never harm her.
Claudine Crane: Leave her alone, vampire. We will protect her.
Bill Compton: How have you ever protected her?
Claudine Crane: We have. Believe me.
Bill Compton: Who is we?
Claudine Crane: Now, why would I tell you that?
Bill Compton: Sookie needs to know what she is, so that she can protect herself. Please. What in God's name are you?
Summer: I am so proud of you.
Hoyt Fortenberry: Why?
Summer: Because you chose life. I love vampires as much as anyone else, but they have no life in them.
[Looks at Jessica]
Summer: Look how sad she is without you.
Hoyt Fortenberry: Yeah.
Summer: She pulled you into the night. I'm just so thankful you chose to come back with me. Can't do much antiquing after dark, can we?