Mick St. John: So we gonna find your designers at the bottom of the tar pits?
Josef Konstantin: Mick, please. I don't have the energy to kill everyone who pisses me off... I hire some people.
Beth Turner: Hey so I just saw a photo of you at Robert's. You were in the war with his father. Why didn't you tell me you wanted to help because you knew the family?
Mick St. John: Because they could *be* my family.
Mick St. John: It seems strange to have a son who looks old enough to be your father.
Mick St. John: You investigating *me* now?
ADA Benjamin Talbot: Depends, you got anything to hide?
Mick St. John: No. Not anymore. Papparrazzi exposed my deepest secrets. Shoe size: 10 1/2. Favorite color: blue.
Beth Turner: Boxers not briefs? How'd we get onto to this delightful subject?
ADA Benjamin Talbot: We digressed.
Mick St. John: You should get some rest too.
Beth Turner: [scoffs] It's hard to get sleep knowing Jacob's out there with this nut.
Mick St. John: We'll get him back... We *have* to!
Beth Turner: The D.A.'s office will narrow down the list. Ben's got a good team.
Mick St. John: "Ben?"... Wow... Should I be jealous.
Beth Turner: Of course. Even if I have no romantic interest in him, your jealousy make me feel desirable.
Mick St. John: So about what Josef said ...
Beth Turner: What? That we can't have a baby?
Mick St. John: You want to have my baby?
Beth Turner: What do you think about Elliott for a boy?... I'm kidding. Relax. But I mean children are part of most normal human relationships.
Mick St. John: Our relationship being neither normal nor human.
Beth Turner: [after Beth narrowly avoids an attack in the library] If you keep sneaking up on me like that, I am gonna MACE you one of these days!
Mick St. John: It's only a matter of time.
Beth Turner: I know quitting Buzzwire was the right decision but I don't know ...
ADA Benjamin Talbot: Being and unemployed isn't all you dreamed it would be.
Mick St. John: Damn! This makes K rations seem gourmet.
Army Buddies: Yeah!
Ralph: File a complaint.
Ralph: Oh wait a minute. We're in the middle of nowhere fighting Germans.
Mick St. John: This isn't nowhere. It's a forest... in Italy.
ADA Benjamin Talbot: You know when I asked you here, it *wasn't* a group invitation.
Beth Turner: Oh, I didn't call Mick.
ADA Benjamin Talbot: I mean it just seems where ever one goes, the other one's not far behind.
Beth Turner: So you think Robert...? How could you not know you had a son?
Mick St. John: When I left Layla, I had no idea she was pregnant. I checked Robert's birthdate, it's possible.
Beth Turner: Why did you leave her?
Mick St. John: Because Ray survived. He was in a coma for months, he lost his dog tags. The Army didn't know who he was. When Ray turned up, I made myself scare. What else could I do? I left my best friend for dead, and then I stole his wife... It was wrong.
Beth Turner: It wasn't wrong if it was love!... Was it love?
Mick St. John: [Mick flashes back] Yeah. Yeah, I think it was.
Mick St. John: It's been opened recently. Once he was in the kitchen, he could take the servant's stairs to the attic, and take his time.
Robert Fordham: To take my son!
Beth Turner: So Jacob was right. The monster was in the walls.
Mick St. John: And in the floors, and in the ceiling.
Mick St. John: I thought my human past was dead. Hidden away in storeage. But now I find it may be alive and well, living in West Adams. Only my human DNA will tell me for sure.
Josef Konstantin: I left my cell phone here yesterday. Spent 400 years without one. Now I can't go a day.
Mick St. John: But Josef was right. Vampires can't have kids. So I mean if it's going to be a deal breaker...
Beth Turner: Whoa. Whoa! I think we're getting ahead of ourselves. I mean we haven't even slept with each other yet. May not be any good.
[pause then both smile]
Beth Turner: Look let's just focus on getting Jacob back. And we'll worry about our children when the time comes.
Mick St. John: Yeah.
Mick St. John: How do you tell a man twice your age, that your his father?... You don't!
Beth Turner: [after Mick gets the DNA results] Hey. Family's not only about DNA.
Josef Konstantin: [to Mick after seeing Beth in the news] You are positively Pavillovian where Beth is concerned.
Mick St. John: Every vampire knows, children's blood is more pure, less free radicals. But some crave it because they think it tastes better. Like something cooked in butter instead of margarine. Leo's one of those vamps. He's also the nervous type. If Jacob heard taping, I may have found the mouse.
Leo: I didn't take him! Children are a precious gift. I just like their blood!
Josef Konstantin: So G.I. Mick, why the trip down memory lane?
Mick St. John: I need DNA to confirm that I fathered a child with my best friend's wife after the war.
Josef Konstantin: [slight chuckle] Wow! Never a dull moment. I'll give you that.
Mick St. John: [waiting expectantly] Come on. Give me your best shot. I know you're dying to.
Josef Konstantin: You want the truth?
[moves closer to Mick]
Josef Konstantin: See I've been playing with some vamps in my day. But uh, no rug rats. Well not that I know of. Guess they'd all be dust by now so... Kind of moot point but... Yeah you know, it's one of my *only* regrets. And I don't believe in regrets.
Mick St. John: The boy who was kidnapped, he might be my grandson.
Josef Konstantin: I hope you get the kid back. Your last contribution to the human gene pool.
Mick St. John: Yeah, guess he is.
Josef Konstantin: Unless you and Beth rewrite the rules of vampire love and figure out how to procreate.
Josef Konstantin: Hi Beth.