Pete: Very nice. You must be super fun on a date. Guys love that. All kick-ass action and no talking.
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Pete: I was just... keeping you on your toes.
Myka: Right. It's always my toes. What about your toes?
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Artie: Oh, and I want you guys to ask each of the victims my list of field recovery questions.
Myka: Artie, not the questions, please.
Pete: God, they're embarrassing.
Artie: Yeah, my only pleasure left in life. Concocting ways to embarrass you. Here, in case you lost them. Take this.
Myka: You know, how can it matter if a person smells fudge before an incident?
Pete: Yeah, or if your gall bladder is feeling numb.
Artie: Humor me.
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Myka: I thought the medic might know something so I asked him to meet me after work.
Pete: Good idea. I got a thing to do. But, Myka, I want you to be careful. I want you to use a condom. Heh.
Myka: That's hilarious.
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Pete: What am I looking for?
Artie: Anything that might cause an electrical or chemical imbalance in the brain.
Pete: Oh, well, so a brain imblancer. That's easy. It's probably right next to his time travel machine.
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Pete: I have to take this with me.
Ellis: You what?!?
Pete: Don't snap your pencil. I'll get it back to you... probably.
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Myka: I told him it wasn't the watch. I told you it wasn't the watch.
Pete: That's not annoying at all.
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Father Braid: Are you saying this chair caused all this?
Pete: I know. It's freaky. This stuff is always freaky.
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Pete: You know, if you were gonna ask me how I would die, I would say that being beaten to death by my partner would be really low on the list.
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