Shoot the Moon

Falling Skies 4×12

& Tom: «It’s not what happens to you but how you choose to react that matters.»

& Anne: Blow something up, would you, please? And hurry back home.

& Mira-Fish: a safeguard. That triskelion she wears— it doesn’t mean «peace.» It never did. It means «control.»

& Anne: Every weapon has its weakness. I just found your Kryptonite.

& Weaver: Keep chanting!
    Matt: The fight isn’t over till it’s over!

& Pope: Ugh, I can’t believe I just did that for you.

& Cochise: Fuquin! Fuquin!

& Pope: Folks, it’s been a financial pleasure.
Ω Ha ha. Do not cry, Pope. They extended the series.

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& Sara: You’re welcome, by the way.
    Pope: Thank you? Thank you?! That’s— that’s your concern? Well, you’re unbelievable. Here we go. Thank you. You just show up at an incredibly convenient time. And what, we’re supposed to get down on our hands and knees and wet ourselves?.. Thank you!!!

& Maggie: Don’t lose hope.
    Hal: Yeah, no, we got to stay hopeful.

Ω The blast wave from the lunar surface? Wow. And what this’s whistling? Ah. Tom’s vehicle lost control and falls on the moon with such a whistle. Charming.

& Anne: I don’t understand. Are the Volm not out looking for them? I mean, don’t they have the technology to—
    Cochise: They are looking for them, of course, but space is not a finite environment.
    Ben: It’s like a needle in a haystack.
    Cochise: Or more accurately, a needle in the ocean.

& Weaver: It’s okay, buddy. We’re gonna find him.
Ω _Sure thing. Find Tom in the space. Sure.

& Anne: We have to finish what he started. We have to end this war.
Ω Another season? How it even possible? It was unimaginable. Now we knoe the main theme.

& — ’Tom Mason... It’s about time.'
    Tom: Oh, my God. I had no idea.
Ω So we are. Another alien race out of the corner suddenly.
    Tom: You’re... You’re beautiful.
Ω No doubt.
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On the IMDb

Σ Now we’re lost in space? Perfect.