Vance: Roses are red, violets are blue... Fuck you, whore!
Vance: Misery, sadness, loss of faith, no reason to live... This is perfect for you.
Phil Coulson: You know, it'd be nice, if for once, Thor and his people sent the god of cleaning up after yourself.
Phil Coulson: I can't think of a single time anything alien in human hands ended well.
Skye: I wouldn't mind getting my human hands on Thor. He's so dreamy.
Phil Coulson: Sure. He's handsome, but...
Melinda May: No, he's dreamy.
