Our list of the best quotes from HBO’s sci-fi fantasy series created by Joss Whedon. Set in the last years of Victoria’s reign, The Nevers follows a gang of women in London, who suddenly manifest abnormal abilities that are referred to as the Touched. They become champions of this new underclass, making a home for the Touched, while fighting relentless enemies to make room for those whom history, as we know it, has no place.
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'Only a blind man measures the length of a blade by how much is in his belly.' - Lord Massen (The Nevers) Click To Tweet
Penance Adair: Mrs. True.
Amalia True: Miss Adair.
Penance Adair: You look very fine.
Amalia True: I think so too.
Mr. Haplisch: They’re saying Myrtle might be Touched? We heard about those girls the last few years. They’re not right.
Amalia True: Neither right nor wrong. Being Touched is not a defect of character.
Penance Adair: Yes, the reverend mentioned an affliction of the tongue.
Mrs. Haplisch: Because old Satan is squatting on it. Spewing out his foulness, making a chamber pot of our Myrtle’s mouth.
Mr. Haplisch: Well, that’s a bit descriptive.
Amalia True: Gentlemen.
[cracks her neck]
Amalia True: Might we be civil?
Penance Adair: How are we going to deal with those fellas? True?
Amalia True: We’re going to the opera.
Penance Adair: See? We already got a plan.
Prince Albrecht: It’s just a woman.
Lord Broughton: Five men murdered. I’d say she’s more than that.
Lord Massen: It came three years ago.
Lord Broughton: Third of August, 1896.
Lord Massen: A Monday. Rather gray. Not one case of someone being Touched before then. Not one outside London. Those reported overseas were all here at the time. And not one man of stature afflicted. That’s the genius of it. They came at us through our women.
Lord Allaven-Tyne: They? I’m still not sure I can equate a few bizarre anecdotes with the Mongol horde.
Lord Massen: Only a blind man measures the length of a blade by how much is in his belly.
Lord Massen: This was designed so that we would see the parts and not the whole. Philanthropists like Lavinia Bidlow see the suffering of the afflicted. The common throng see a macabre murderess.
Prince Albrecht: And you see a broken machine.
Lord Massen: That is exactly what I see. The greatest machine. The heart of our empire brought to a shuddering halt by the caprice and ambitions of those for whom ambition was never meant.
Lord Massen: We are the first generation accustomed to the impossible. What women are appalled by today, they will accept tomorrow, and demand the day after that. And the immigrant. And the deviant. That is the power being wielded, and not by us. The blade is in, gentlemen. We need to know whose hand is on the hilt.
Frank Mundi: So you’re going to tell me what was here before you dressed it up, because one more lie, and I’m not on a case, I’m the f***ing Angle of Death.
Penance Adair: [referring to Myrtle] She does speak English. But not with her mouth.
Lucy Best: People been attacking us since they known we was Touched.
Harriet Kaur: Or since always.
Amalia True: This is different. This whole day.
Penance Adair: We knew people would come down on us the more we were thriving.
Lucy Best: It’s about confidence. As my mum used to say, if you can look a man in the eye, you can stab him in it.
Amalia True: Smart woman.
Penance Adair: But also, don’t do that.
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: The Touched.
Hugo Swan: Yes. They’re terrible. They’re wonderful. They’re absurd.
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: Do you even know what the term means?
Hugo Swan: Touched? Yes! No. They’re all, they have, weird, deformities and afflictions.
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: Do you think they might be hideous?
Hugo Swan: Well, whatever they are, flirt with the ugly one. It creates an unexpected balance.
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: I don’t know how to flirt.
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: You have to come.
Hugo Swan: Oh! To the opera?
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: Well, you know everything about flirting. Plus, you don’t mind when people are odd. It’s how we’re friends.
Hugo Swan: That’s how the club works. It’s all quite delicate. Favors and threats, and then, one shining night where no law yet exists. It’s more than just a club. It’s an ethos.
Augustus ‘Augie’ Bidlow: Sex club is just, that’s just flirting on a much scarier level.
Hugo Swan: You don’t have to flirt. You just have to relax. Endure someone flirting with you.
Hugo Swan: As far as society is concerned, Augustus Bidlow is above reproach, and beneath contempt. He’s perfect.
Housemaid: For what?
Amalia True: Gift like yours, you should be the Royal physician, not patching up gangsters and freaks.
Dr. Horatio Cousens: Gift like mine gets me branded a voodoo witch doctor. I gave up being choosy.
Amalia True: Nothing about me not being a freak?
Penance Adair: I’m not confident in my curtsying.
Amalia True: I’m not confident in my breathing.
Penance Adair: Oh, I wasn’t planning to breathe. I think it’s considered rude.
Penance Adair: [referring to her wound] Does it hurt?
Amalia True: Itches.
Penance Adair: Aah, that’s much worse.
Declan Orrun: I’m genuinely searching for a way that this spins out that I don’t kill you.
Amalia True: It would be better if you didn’t.
Declan Orrun: You’re a rare f***ing bird.
Declan Orrun: My business is mine. Apart from the sanctity of my harmonious marriage, f***-all is exclusive.
Declan Orrun: You’re mad enough to make this worth it. But you’re mad enough to try not to. If it goes that way, I will cut your face to a mess.
Amalia True: This isn’t my face.
'Horror and fascination go arm in arm.' - Hugo Swan (The Nevers) Click To Tweet
Amalia True: Why are your men looking through a young lady’s personals?
Frank Mundi: It’s common practice among criminals to hide things where a decent person wouldn’t look.
Lucy Best: Frankie Mundi. You’re the one likes knocking suspects about. Even though they’s as innocent as Christmas. What do they do to set you off?
Frank Mundi: They call me “Frankie”.
Frank Mundi: [referring to Maladie] She disappeared from under the opera house, as did you.
Amalia True: I tried to stop her. I failed. I didn’t much feel like talking about it.
Frank Mundi: Or retrieving your gown.
Amalia True: It got caught on something. Like Cinderella’s shoe. Please tell me you’ve been trying it on every girl in the kingdom to see who it fits.
Frank Mundi: Do you often engage in public violence, Mrs. True?
Penance Adair: Would you give over, violence? She put her life at risk to save dozens of others. She handed you one of Maladie’s gang. The great big rifleman.
Frank Mundi: And followed Maladie out, without surprise. Or natural feminine restraint. We have this from a reliable witness.
Amalia True: Would that be the man with his cock out?
Frank Mundi: Probably.
Frank Mundi: Is Mary like you?
Amalia True: Violent?
Frank Mundi: Touched.
Amalia True: You don’t want her to be. Inspector, she is Touched. But I can assure you, she is nothing like me. She’s wonderful.
Penance Adair: How are you not wonderful?
Amalia True: We all want Miss Brighton safe. Work with us.
Frank Mundi: Our men will find Maladie.
Amalia True: In Primrose’s drawers?
Lavinia Bidlow: Three of the Touched declared war on society. Right now, every one of us, of you, is suspect. Lucy Best can break things by touching them. Primrose Chattoway…
Penance Adair: Primrose is a child, and meek as a kitten.
Lavinia Bidlow: When a kitten reaches ten feet, you call it a tiger. I shouldn’t have to explain this to you.
Amalia True: I didn’t realize when we met what a name he was. “A voice of conservative Parliament.” Anti-union, anti-Suffragism, anti-Belgian.
Lavinia Bidlow: Gilbert Massen and I agree on almost nothing. It is the bedrock of our friendship.
'Waiting is only painful when you're not doing anything else.' - Amalia True (The Nevers) Click To Tweet
Penance Adair: This scenario’s a slight more violent than advertised. You said we were going to speak.
Amalia True: We are. This is our language.
Annie Carbey: [to Amalia and Penance] Parlay. You can speak your peace, but I will burn us all to death if I have to hear you bicker.
Amalia True: I do still want to kill you a bit.
Annie Carbey: [referring to Penance] Go ahead. But I’m not covering for you when she finds out.
Amalia True: I want you to join us. At The Orphanage.
Annie Carbey: And you want to kill me.
Amalia True: We’re all contradictions.
Amalia True: You nearly killed my best friend, and you saved my life.
Annie Carbey: Yeah, that was an accident.
Amalia True: It was a reflex. I think it was your natural instinct.
Annie Carbey: My natural instinct is to burn things down.
Amalia True: We can accommodate that.
Annie Carbey: Is that the mission you were going on about? Mary Brighton brings in all the Touched with her little lullaby, then we overthrow the monarchy.
Amalia True: Nothing that grand. Or that small.
Amalia True: You know we’re dying. The Touched. We’re being attacked, locked up, and thrown in the street. Not everyone got such a formidable turn. And it’s getting worse. You have enemies you don’t know about yet.
Annie Carbey: So I should hide with your sad little gaggle? I’m fine all by myself.
Penance Adair: Amalia, come and see my soul trapped in a jar. If you rub it, I’ll give you wishes. You’ll never guess what the fire was.
Amalia True: It’s opium, my love.
Penance Adair: But it was the air. But also the cloud that wanted thunder, but was too gentle to hold it.
'Sometimes pretending you feel good makes you feel better.' - Desirée Blodgett (The Nevers) Click To Tweet
Frank Mundi: [at Mary’s funeral] Where’s the lady who can see the future?
Man: A kiss for a pint. That was the deal.
Amalia True: I am a woman of my word. Kiss for a pint.
[she turns and kisses the fiddle player instead]
Lord Massen: [to his workers] Next time, come and talk to me as individuals. To band together when you could stand alone? I expect more courage from Englishmen.
Bowler Hat: They’re taking the carrot, my lord.
Lord Massen: They’re mouthing the carrot. They spit it back out, we’ll use the stick.
Harriet Kaur: How are we ever going to see justice if we’re not a part of justice? All I can see my way through is a grape.
Annie Carbey: [referring to Amalia] So is this what we can expect? A leader who doesn’t lead?
Horatio Cousens: Are you looking to fill that position?
Annie Carbey: She does have the nicest room.
Annie Carbey: You know True should have been there. I’ve shown more respect for Mary, and I’m her kidnapper.
Horatio Cousens: Amalia misses the point of things, as often as not. But if that chair is warm when she sits in it, she’ll know why.
Annie Carbey: You don’t think I can best her?
Horatio Cousens: I don’t think you want her job. It’s very draining.
Horatio Cousens: We don’t want more violence.
Annie Carbey: This is London, Doctor. There’s always more.
Horatio Cousens: I still don’t see how you can go from working for Maladie, to being here with Amalia.
Annie Carbey: You really think they’re that different?
'It's as though sin is in bloom. People doing what they oughtn't, or doing nothing. It's like we're being tested, but it's that dream where the test's over, and you've not found your pencils.' - Penance Adair (The Nevers) Click To Tweet
Prince Albrecht: [referring to Maladie] A public execution? A travesty we abolished thirty years ago.
General Pecking: A necessity. All of London is watching.
Douglas Broome: The world is watching.
Prince Albrecht: Yes. As we turn savage. Turn into Darwin’s ancestral apes.
Lord Massen: We are not apes, Your Grace. We are managing a crisis.
Prince Albrecht: Gentlemen. We took a vow to protect the Empire, not to kill for sport. We’ve learned nothing of the origin of the illness, or the creator of these horrors.
Horatio Cousens: Are they expecting a rebellion?
Amalia True: Maybe.
Horatio Cousens: Are you planning a rebellion?
Amalia True: A reunion.
Amalia True: [as Horatio is kissing her] Stop that. No, don’t stop. You’re a bad person.
Lavinia Bidlow: Our hopes for a cure were childish. Its power grows by the day. There’s a fever spreading through London. Do you forget we’re on the eve of a public execution? You think that’s coincidence?
Dr. Edmund Hague: I think it’s justice. When we hang someone in America, we watch.
Dr. Edmund Hague: Maladie killed great men of my profession. Friends. I may seem all numbers, but I am still a man. I am still capable of rage. Of pettiness, and hope. The two of us have been more exposed down here than anyone, but your moral compass hasn’t fluttered. I’m still capable. Neither of us has sprouted wings. This creature isn’t all-powerful. If Satan himself is in there, I doubt he’s a match for Lavinia Bidlow.
Lavinia Bidlow: We’re taking a terrible risk. It means to destroy us.
Dr. Edmund Hague: If we’ve lost hope, it already has.
'People will often do everything in their power to keep from getting the thing they want.' - Lavinia Bidlow (The Nevers) Click To Tweet
Major: First, tell me your name.
Second Boot: Names are sacred, s**tto.
Knitter: Lucky, you being where you were.
Stripe: Didn’t feel that lucky.
Knitter: You going to ask me what the mission is?
Stripe: You’re looking for a Galanthi.
Knitter: Who are you?
Stripe: My name? That’s a little forward. I was married for three years, and I never told either of them.
Knitter: [after Stripe calls her a spore] And the term is “empathically enhanced”. “Spore” is a little rude.
Stripe: Yeah. But only a spore would call me on it.
Boot: How could they get information from the Galanthi?
Major: Oh, Dainty, torture’s not about information.
Crescent: It’s about hope. Removing the concept of hope.
Knitter: There’s still time. Nobody has to die.
Stripe: Yeah. Feel like someone’s going to.
Knitter: You know what? You win.
Stripe: What did I win?
Knitter: Whatever you want. Whatever’s here that’s going to make you step up and give a s**t.