Amy: "We break them out now, or we risk never getting another chance." Leslie: "Or we trigger a security lockdown and end up in tanks of our own."

"Damn! Those tanks have some Tremere magic shit!"

"Observation: Containment units resonate at 18.7 Hz - identical to Chantry wards. Conclusion: Breaking requires either a) Thaumaturgical counter-ritual, or b) Approximately 2.3 tons of concentrated force."

"Wonderful. Our options are 'wait for Suzana to do homework' or 'summon a forklift'."

*(The group explores the bizarre hybrid lab - half alchemical garden, half dragon nursery.)*

"Wait... these aren’t storage rooms. They’re growing something here."

“This wasn't a laboratory. This is a garden.”

"We split the scan. Rebecca, you take the dragonlings. I’ll handle the crystal garden. If any of this reacts to vitae, we’ll know."

"This statue… it’s not either representation of Aur-Mor nor Tiam’el"

"They're like angry little balloons. Can we keep just one? Please? I’ll name him Bitey."

"Only if it doesn’t explode when hugged."

"Why do I feel like this thing’s looking at me? Crystals aren’t supposed to... vibe like this."

Suzana: "Trace readings are identical to the Monastery and the Chantry ritual chamber." Leslie: "Then these aren’t leftovers. They're the source."

*(The team bursts into a secured chamber to find Susan Wainwright and the head of security locked behind bars.)*

"First they took my daughter… now my husband… this isn’t happening!"

"You're too late. The lab is lost. We are doomed"

Next Episode: "The Architect's Madness" – What unspeakable experiments has Boyd Wainwright unleashed?

How far can a man fall when science turns into sacrament? Can the coterie fight a mind unhinged by ritual and regret? Will Rebecca manage to smuggle a baby dragon out under everyone’s noses?