Ruth: We come in peace:
Jeremy: You come empty handed.

Are you willing to sacrifice a werewolf child, the first born in a generation, to your pack?

Malcolm

Nick: I can't believe we summoned witches.
Ruth: You didn't summon us, we came because it's time to talk. Oh, and you left your front door unlocked.

Nick: I don't believe in ghosts and neither do you, right?
Elena: There was a time when if you told me werewolves existed that I would have laughed. I don't laugh at much anymore.
Nick: That's not reassuring.

Nick: Malcolm isn't swayed by pain, he enjoys it too much.
Elena: Everyone's afraid of something, even the devil.

There's nothing more personal than politics.

Jeremy

Elena don't! He is goading you to kill him!

Clay

Your son is a part of my pack. You will bring him to me and I will raise him. This is not a negotiation, Logan, this is how it's going to be.

Jeremy

Man: Where ya headed?
Malcolm: How do you know I'm headed anywhere?
Man: I'm from nowhere and even I wouldn't say this place is somewhere.

Nick: What happens if we don't find Malcolm?
Jeremy: Then I have to step down, give up my pack and my territory.