Waverly: I like them.
Wynonna: Yeah, but you like everyone, even people who try to kill you... especially people who try to kill you.
Jack: I spy with my little eye something that is-
Sam: White ice?
Aeryn: Careful, Crichton. That is one of Zhaan's plants.
Crichton: I know.
Aeryn: She loves them.
Crichton: I know.
Aeryn: She gives them names.
Crichton: Trust in the Crichton, the Crichton is good. It goes in here... [Plant disappears] ...and it comes out there. [Plant reappears and explodes]
Aeryn: I believe she called that one "Walter".
Kara: What if they start shooting? How am I supposed to run in a dress?
Lee: Good heavens! What kind of dinner parties have you been to?
Dolls: [Reading from Wynonna's report about the mission] "I looked for you, I found out where you were, I traveled to where you were, and I got you out." That's your entire report?
Wynonna: You wanted something more?
Eve: [As they're being shot at by people who have declared that they only want Flynn] Anything you want to tell me?
Flynn: No, not particularly.
[Almost hit by a gunshot]
Eve: We'll save the conversation for later.
Inara: So, why is it, whenever anyone goes on a suicide mission, they take my ship?
Mel: Because it has seatbelts.
Gus: Shawn, when has arguing ever helped the situation?
Shawn: Arguing? Not very often, but whining… [to Juliet] Please?
Nike: Wait a minute, how come I get to go for a change?
Jess: Because I want you with me.
Nick: This is something shady, isn't it?
Kirk: This is Captain Jim Kirk of the USS Enterprise.
[gunfire]
Spock: Apparently, they've heard of you.
May: We're going to be walking into an ambush.
Coulson: That's why I always assume I'm walking into an ambush – prevents unpleasant surprises.
Scully: It's amazing that you're still sane.
Mulder: Well, that's what the voices inside my head keep telling me.
Liz: It's a little-known law of thermodynamics – The Conservation of Optimism – there's only so much to go around.
Maria: In that case, it's simple – lower your expectations.
Liz: You're right. I officially declare this glass 12% full.
Maria: That's the spirit.
Logan: Where am I?
Lawyer: Confess.
Logan: I confess, I don't know where I am.
Stiles: People are dying. We have to do something.
Derek: Fine. Then lets find Theo and put one [bullet] through his head. Problem solved.
Stiles: You see, this is why I am in charge.
Bellamy: Uh, Clark, now would be the time for one of those crazy, desperate, this-just-might-work ideas.
Clark: Oh, I've got one, I was just hoping I wouldn't have to use it.
Vic: Walt, I may not make it.
Walt: Don't be ridiculous. You're too stubborn to die. We all know that.