Henry: Victoria Nelson, P.I. Cute.
Vicki: I'm busting your chops for talking about demons and I was out hunting a vampire. Yeah, I know.
Henry: I'm going to let you in on a little secret.
Vicki: You believe in vampires?
Henry: I am a vampire.
Vicki: Wow, see, I wouldn't have pegged you for a day over 450.
Henry: I use great moisturizer.
Henry: You believe I'm a vampire but you don't believe I had a father?
Vicki: Must be that vampire magnetism I find so tempting.
Henry: My powers of persuasion don't work on you.
Vicki: Then it's just you.
Vicki: Oh-ho, Mike, you're out of practice. You don't even know when I'm playing you any more.
Vicki: Unless you've got a demon GPS around here somewhere, this is all we've got.
Henry: I was hoping not to have to do this.
Vicki: What do you mean? You actually have a demon GPS?
Vicki: Didn't you notice the marks on your neck?
Henry: My neck wasn't the only place she put her mouth.
Henry: Bravery is a powerfully attractive trait in a woman; stupidity is not.
Mike: Vicki, what the hell did I just see?
Vicki: It's a really long story but I'm sure glad I'm not the one writing the report.