FBI agent Audrey Parker is oversleeping at home when her superior, Agent Howard, arrives. He notes that she's reading fiction, and reminds her that FBI is non-fiction. When she asks if his comment concerns her case in Miami, he assures her that it is. Audrey defends her approach, saying that being opened to less likely possibilities is how she solves cases like the Miami case. Howard then informs her that she's going to Haven, Maine, the home town of Jonas Lester. He escaped a Federal lockup and killed a guard, and Audrey is to find Jonas and bring him back. As she goes over the case, Howard tells her to focus on the job, and nothing else...Read the full recap
Agent Howard: (about Audrey's home) It's impressive how little you've done with... so little.
Audrey: That's what I do with all the vacation time that I don't get. Hit a bunch of outlet stores and furniture shop with all the guys that I don't meet.
Nathan: (after Audrey's car goes of a cliff) Shame about the car.
Audrey: That's a rental.
Audrey: FBI! Who are you?
Nathan: Haven PD. Who are you?
Audrey: F-B-I. Are you deaf?
Nathan: Can I give you a ride somewhere?
Audrey: Yeah, I guess it's friendlier than if I commandeer your vehicle.
Nathan: Probably less paperwork, too.
Chief Wournos: Oh, it's the FBI. Well, is this one of those situations where you're here claiming to help, but you're really just here to step on my toes?
Audrey: Not in these shoes.
Nathan: Welcome to Haven. You like pancakes? We got good pancakes.
Audrey: What about lobster? Isn't Maine famous for lobster?
Nathan: I don't like lobster. I really like pancakes.
Audrey: Ah, I like the truck.
Nathan: Thanks. Had it since I was 19.
Audrey: How do you keep a car that long?
Nathan: I don't drive off cliffs.
Audrey: So you seriously can't feel pain?
Nathan: It's called ideopathic neuropathy.
Audrey: You really couldn't feel it when that car door hit your hand?
Audrey: Can you feel fire?
Nathan: Oddly, yes. I can feel ice.
Audrey: You can feel ice?
Nathan: No. I can feel a headache coming on, though.
Audrey: You took my clothes.
Duke: Good morning.
Audrey: You took my clothes.
Duke: Well, now, I laundered your clothes. I saved your life. That's an odd combination, when you think about it. I mean, if you think about it.
Audrey: You must be Duke.
Duke: Milk, one sugar, right?
Audrey: No. No, and why would you know how I took my coffee?
Duke: I wouldn't. It would've been cool if I did.
Audrey: Wow, that's impressive.
Vince: You should see him use the Google machine.
Dave: (doing a data search) Hilarious.
Audrey: You know, every other kid I knew dreamed that their parents would come and claim them. And then they'd turn out to be rock stars. But I--I just dreamed that... you know what, never mind.
Nathan: Too late to stop now.
Audrey: I dreamed that my mother would roll up in a big bus, and she would rescue every kid in every orphanage in the world and bring them home.
Nathan: Might be a good idea to let that one go.