Mick: He's a kid, maybe 16 years old.
Beth: Sixteen?
Mick: Well, going on 200. I saw a picture.
Beth: Ugh, awkward age.

Beth: You know, I left you a message.
Mick: (voice over) Actually, she left four. (voice over ends) I must have missed that somehow.

Beth: So how does it work, anyway?
Mick: What?
Beth: Just, you know, the sex thing.
Mick: Your parents never told you?

Mick: I just don't think we need to make this into a big deal.
Beth: It is a big deal. I fed you! You were dying out there and I brought you back to life with my blood. With my blood!

Mick: (voice over) If I've learned anything in 85 years it's that what we want, doesn't really matter. You can want to get from here to there. You can want to be on time. You can want to avoid someone for their own good, say because you drank their blood out in the desert. But if the universe wants something different, you can run but you can't hide. (runs into Beth and Josh)