Episode Quotes
(examining a corpse)
Walter: You know what this reminds me of, Peter?
Peter: Nope, but I'm gonna guess it's something unbelievably disgusting.
Walter: Shrimp cocktail. You see, the shrimp must be deveined by putting a shallow cut down the back to expose the vein. Which in fact, is not a vein at all, but the crustacean's intestinal track.
Peter: Great, thanks for that. Another foodstuff I can cross off the menu for life.
Peter: Hey, are you okay?
Olivia: Why?
Peter: Well, you were awfully quiet on the car ride over here and you just don't seem your normal, chipper self at a bloody, gruesome crime scene.
Olivia: Oh, I'm sorry, I'm, umm... it's home stuff.
Peter: Well, I know from home stuff. I live with a guy inspecting a severed spine.
Peter: You're suggesting that someone chewed his spine out?
Walter: Yes. But with a jaw strength well in excess of that of a normal human being.
Peter: Great. Well, maybe we're looking for Dracula.
Walter: Ha ha! Finally, son; you're opening your mind to new possibilities. But no, there are no vampires, sadly. But it'll be something exciting, I'm sure.
Walter: The C-1 cervical vertebra is connected to the C-2 cervical vertebra. The C-2 cervical vertebra is attached to the C-3...
Peter: That... Walter, that's enough.
Astrid: When you finally meet a nice girl, I would avoid bringing her home for as long as possible.
Astrid: The killer took the victim's spinal fluid? Why would they do that?
Walter: Where would be the fun if we already knew all there is to know?
Walter: Benzyl alcohol. A colorless liquid used as a bacteriostatic in solution for injection, topically as a local anesthetic. Personally, I like to use it as a mouthwash.
Walter: I am forming a hypothesis. Would you care to hear?
Peter: Well, I don't know. Would I ever be able to sleep at night again?
Walter: Well, that depends.
Peter: Depends on what?
Walter: On whether the light is on or not.
Peter: Do you really think it's a good idea to let him have free rein in Walter's Believe It or Not Emporium?
Peter: Everything stolen is not necessarily lost.
Olivia: Meaning what?
Peter: Meaning, if there's a car found stripped in the Greater Boston Area, I can guarantee you my man Mako has his big toe in it.
Olivia: You have a friend who runs a chop shop?
Peter: You make that sound so illegal.
Peter: You know what I hate worse than the cold?
Olivia: What?
Peter: Not much.
Club Girl: Now you're my kind of guy. What is that?
Peter: A handheld thermal radiometer. It tells me if you're hot.
Club Girl: So...
Peter: So you're definitely hot. But, I'm looking for someone with syphilis.
Club Girl: Uh, okay.