Hank Griffin: [after Nick picks up a severed finger] What?
Nick Burkhardt: It moved!
Hank Griffin: Must have been a nerve. You want to pick it up again or do you want me to give you the finger?
Monroe: You caught me making some bauernwurst. I was feeling sort of homesick. My mom used to make this stuff all the time. Want some?
Nick Burkhardt: Who's in it?
Monroe: Okay, when my ma used to make it, she stuffed it with, you know, whatever, whoever was around.
Nick Burkhardt: Yeah, I think I'll pass.
Ryan Showalter: [Looking at paintings] If you like this one, I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight.
Lena Marcinko: This piece exemplifies focus on the use of color as a means of emotive expression. By avoiding a more literal transcription of human nature, he clearly comprises the basic tenets of Fauvism.
Ryan Showalter: Really?
Lena Marcinko: Doesn't mean it's good.
Nick Burkhardt: Two Eisbiber kids egged my house last night.
Monroe: You're the monster under the bed. I think some Wesen found out you're a Grimm and they're curious.
Nick Burkhardt: What's a Wesen?
Monroe: You know, Blutbaden, Fuchsbau, Wildschwein, those of us the Grimms have been trying to eradicate for centuries.
Nick Burkhardt: You know, I'm not like that.
Monroe: Dude, join the misunderstood. Try telling people I don't eat meat.
Hank Griffin: Looking at the tox report, the victim was found in a mummified state just like ours. You ever hear of latroinsectotoxin?
Nick Burkhardt: Yeah. Gargle with it every morning. What is it?
Hank Griffin: It's an amino acid found in spider venom. Why can't she just shoot these guys and keep it simple?
Nick Burkhardt: Some people don't like guns.
Hank Griffin: Some people don't like spiders either.
Nick Burkhardt: You're the one who started all this.
Bud: [Frightened] No, no, well, yes, sort of. But I didn't mean anything. It's just that nobody believed me. I didn't know how else to prove you were a, a... You have a very lovely wife.
Nick Burkhardt: We're not married.
Bud: Even better.
John Oblinger: Please, you don't have to kill us.
Nick Burkhardt: I'm not going to kill anyone.
John Oblinger: [Surprised] Really?
Monroe: There's a whole bunch of different kinds of spiders, you know? Some molt, some eat their young, which I consider the height of bad parenting.
Monroe: I'd say that looks like a Spinnetod. A death spider. There's not many of them, thank God. They're like the black widows of their world. I really don't know much about them except they kill after sex, which, to my way of thinking, kind of ruins the evening.
Nick Burkhardt: What is this place?
Monroe: It's a Klosterhaus. A retirement/monastic retreat home for Wesen.
Nick Burkhardt: You guys have your own rest homes?
Monroe: Yeah. We're not savages. Except for Schneetmachers.
Nick Burkhardt: Noted.
Nick Burkhardt: [Fixing TV] Is it working now?
Juliette Silverton: Not in the sense that I can see anything.
Monroe: How's it going with Juliette? You tell her anything yet?
Nick Burkhardt: [laughs bitterly] Ah, not quite.
Monroe: Nada? Zip? Diddly?
Nick Burkhardt: Yeah.
Monroe: I guess Grimms aren't that brave after all.
Nick Burkhardt: [Watching surveillance footage] She's leaving.
Hank Griffin: He's leaving, too.
Nick Burkhardt: Could be he caught up with her on the street.
Hank Griffin: Maybe they had plans to meet up later.
Nick Burkhardt: And he didn't want to be seen leaving with her.
Hank Griffin: Or she didn't want to be seen leaving with him.
Nick Burkhardt: So who was seducing who?
Hank Griffin: [sighs] In my experience, the woman runs the relationship.
Nick Burkhardt: She's only killed two victims so far. And if Charlotte's right, today is the third day of the mortification process.
Monroe: Sounds like she's going to kill again, and soon.
Nick Burkhardt: Exactly.
Monroe: Yeah, I'm going to stay home tonight, play a little cello.
Nick Burkhardt: [Nick knocks on John's door and when he opens it, panics, and drops two glass beer bottles on the floor] Well if you can't hold your liquor, you shouldn't be drinking.
John Oblinger: [John tries to close the door, but Nick manages to overpower John and pursue him into the kitchen] What do you want from me? What are you doing here?
Nick Burkhardt: I came here to ask you the same thing. Why are you and your buddies watching my house?
John Oblinger: [Overcome with fear] I...
Nick Burkhardt: Breathe. Come on! Breathe.
John Oblinger: None of us have ever seen a Grimm before.
Nick Burkhardt: [to Bob] How many Weson have you told?
John Oblinger: Nobody.
John Oblinger: Hardly anyone. You know maybe just a couple neighbors.
Nick Burkhardt: [Walk over to John] Alright here's what you're gonna do. You're going to make sure that whoever you told, and whoever *they* told, never come to my house again.
Bud: Fine. Sure, we can do that. Right?
John Oblinger: Of course. You bet. Absolutely!
Nick Burkhardt: Well I hope so. 'Cause I'd hate to have to come back here.