Tru Calling, Season 2

Jack:
Good people die, Tru. You know that as well as I.

Tru:
You say you're not a murderer, what do you call what you're doing now?

Jack:
My job.

Davis:
Enjoy the sugar! 'Enjoy the sugar'? God, my complete ineptitude!

Harrison:
[Punches Jack] That's for yesterday... I think.

Jack:
Harrison! Look at you, man! You look great! Robust! Like a man who's been taking care of himself.

Harrison:
So, my continuing to be alive isn't bothering you?

Jack:
Oh. You mean because it runs counter to the plan of the universe and every day you're setting in motion consequences that can only be damaging to the entire human race? Now why would that bother me?

Tru:
Don't settle in, Harry. I'm heading out. Something happened and I don't have a clue who it happened to.

Harrison:
Wait, I thought your birthday was supposed to be all about giggles and love for the people of the Earth.

Tru:
Yeah. I had that birthday yesterday.

Harrison:
Whoa. You had a replay on your birthday? Huh. Wait, is there anything I should do, or not do? Uh, did I-did I screw up?

Tru:
[after Jack let Megan slip off the building] I wish it was you.

Jack:
That makes two of us.

Tru:
I figured out how you do it [know who is going to die].

Jack:
Whoa, good job, Tru. It only took you six months?

Harrison:
We both know what they call a guy like me wearing a suit like that – the defendant.

Travis:
You know, you are an extremely weird kid.

Harrison:
I get that a lot.

Jack:
I don't even get a thanks? I was brilliant back there.

Tru:
Does the fourth horseman at the Apocalypse need a pat on the back?

Jack:
Whatever. The fact that I'm still here means that you need me and that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Tru:
Be careful. You wouldn't want the ice around your heart to melt.

Jack:
I gotta tell you, it was kind of cool to wear the white hat for a change.

Tru:
Oh, so you're admitting that I'm the good guy?

Jack:
Do you know why they gave the white hat to the hero in the Old West movies? It made them easier to light for the camera. The color of the hat is not about right or wrong, it's about what you choose to see.

Jack:
I'm sorry, Tru, I'd love to help you, I really would. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to hear you say those two magic words.

Tru:
Please, Jack.

Jack:
Oooh sorry, those weren't the magic words we were looking for.

Tru:
I knew this was a bad idea.

Jack:
Oh come on, Tru, I just wanna hear you say it one time... Help me.

Tru:
Would you settle for "bite me"?

Jack:
I don't see why we couldn't carpool. For someone who's dedicated to saving lives you should really take better care of the environment, Tru.

Tru:
Well, I've got this thing about not getting into a car with a guy who kills people for a living.

Jack:
Looks like I got the day off, 'cause you're good, Davies, but you're not that good. Stale corpse, no clues. Hey. What if I was to offer to help you with your job today?

Tru:
What if I was to offer to help you kiss my a**?

Jack:
That's funny. No, but really, think of it as a holiday truce. What harm could I do? There was only fatality in the city yesterday and that one already ho-ho happened, am I right? Come on, there's no one to save, there's no one to fight over. I might even be helpful.

Tru:
Jack, there is no way I would ever accept your help.

Jack:
You try and be a nice guy. Merry Christmas to all, and to all good luck.