Forever Knight, Season 2

Natalie:
: [Sees Nick lost in thought] Nick?

Det. Nick Knight:
: It's nothing, Nat. Another time. Another place.

Det. Nick Knight:
: You are everything I detest.

The Hunter:
: Well, well, a vampire with a conscience.

Lucien LaCroix:
: My very old friend Thomas wagered me he would be able to persuade you to deliver this most intelligent and beautiful woman to him by simply telling you what you so desperately wanted to hear. There may be a cure. Well, there isn't one, of course. When will you learn, Nicholas, that this quest of yours is a hopeless one, that it will only cause you and others misery? Normally, I hate to lose, but the look of utter foolishness on your face almost makes it worthwhile.

Lucien LaCroix:
:I want you to stay out of this. I think a child owes his father that much courtesy.

Det. Nick Knight:
: What about what a father owes his child? It works both ways, you know.

Lucien LaCroix:
: Let's see what your friend Schanke has to say about that shall we?

Lucien LaCroix:
:"A father provides love, guidance, discipline, protection and support." That's not bad.

Det. Nick Knight:
: He left out freedom.

Lucien LaCroix:
: So would I.

Lucien LaCroix :
Love? A blip on the monitor of involuntary human response. A hiccup of emotion when compared with envy, hatred, lust. And just who was this Saint Valentine? A bishop, Roman, Third Century, got his head sliced off... ouch. For marrying lovers against his emperor's decree. You see, Claudius The Second believed that men made better warriors unmarried. Power comes with the absence of love. Love...drains us of our strength. We never learn, do we?

Lucien LaCroix :
Does love. really exist in this hedonistic world of ours? Or is it only our selfish needs? Our own desires that fuel the potion. Does she love me, love me not... What does it really matter? One hellish alchemy if it does.

Lucien LaCroix :
Just say no, love. . A colorful kewpie and an electric blanket will give you more satisfaction. Don't ever give them your heart.

Lucien LaCroix :
Constant stars, the only comforting light, kill the pain, this incessant longing...

Lucien LaCroix :
Love exists, it rages within, a silent scream of endless pain, and I shall commune to you, without equal, not death, not hell itself, but a precious, precious love, long withered, and gone...

Det. Don Schanke:
: You're not going to be young forever, Knight.

Det. Nick Knight:
:So who is the more powerful in the end - the hunter or the hunted?

Lucien LaCroix:
:I don't know. Perhaps there is a power greater than both.

Det. Nick Knight:
:And the possibility frightens you doesn't it?

Lucien LaCroix:
:But what kind of god is it that can create such perversity, that can make such torture?

Lucien LaCroix:
:Life will always find a way to cheat death.

Lucien LaCroix:
: Tonight, we mourn the loss of a dear friend. One moment so full of life, and the next, what was lies shattered and broken. Irretrievable. Beyond reach. Beyond hope. And we ask ourselves, 'if there is a God, how can this happen?' Better to ask, 'if there is a God... must it be sane?

Lucien LaCroix:
"Lieutenant Drake and his murdering minions should not have been punished for what they did? Why, Nicolas, no justice for the wronged? No vengeance? What about the victims of his ill-conceived crusade? What about my plantations?"

Dr. Natalie Lambert:
So, did you learn anything while you were dying on me?

Det. Nick Knight :
Yeah, I learned that I have to live with the choice I made 800 years ago, and that forgiveness is not something you ask for, it's something that you earn here, among the living.

Dr. Natalie Lambert:
Come on, you know what I believe. Is there an afterlife? Yes. Can you just knock, walk in, and visit anytime you like? I don't think so.

Schanke:
A tan will do you good. What's a little sunburn?

Det. Nick Knight:
I don't tan. I don't burn. I implode.

Schanke:
I can really see you two together. You must have been really something once.

Janette:
It was a very long time ago.

Schanke:
I know when. In college, right?

Janette:
Actually, it was closer to the Renaissance.