Reborn

Falling Skies 5×10

& Weaver: I’ll remember.

& Tom: This has been a punishing journey, not just because of those who we’ve lost, but because of the parts of ourselves that we’ve had to sacrifice along the way. Our innocence. And our hope. Maybe even part of our souls... But if you ask me, it’s been worth it.

& Enos Ellis: Well, if you’re Tom Mason, this is your charter and we’re your backup, brother.

& Enos Ellis: So who was the unlucky one to pull the short straw, gotta give this unholy bitch her booster shot?
    Tom: Who do you think?
    Enos Ellis: Nice to finally meet another son of a bitch who’s as crazy as I am.

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& Lt. Demarcus: I wish I got the chance to show her. Like Martin, back at the base. He died a soldier. A hero.
    Weaver: ... No. Lieutenant Marty died for one reason and one reason only— that hornet got him before he could shoot it, period. Dying didn’t make him anything he wasn’t already. We owe him a lot, but there’s no heroism in being a martyr. Getting yourself killed is not something you wanna do. That’d just be stupid, wouldn’t it?

& Hal: Will you marry me?
    Maggie: What?

& tom: This is excellent work. I’m very proud of you. You wanna be Secretary of State?
    Matt: Not really. I-I have a date.

& Matt: They’re gonna love it. They might even ask you to be president again.
    Tom: I’ve already said no twice.
    Matt: Well, you can say no a third time, like George Washington.

& Tom: Once upon a time, there was a place called America....

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Reunion

Falling Skies 5×9

& Dingaan: 42 militias. All seeking further instructions from Tom Mason.

& Pope: Kinda poetic, don’t you think?! Storming the castle to overthrow King Mason!

& Tom: So long, Pope.
Ω T’waz qvik. Or not?

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& Ben: I heard them. The Espheni were coming for you.
    Weaver: We’re not the only ones looking for the head of the snake. Sorry, Tom.

& Ben: At the foot of the giant...
    Tom: The Lincoln Memorial. The queen is located at the foot of the giant.
    Maggie: Abraham Lincoln’s statue.

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Stalag 14th Virginia

Falling Skies 5×8

& Weaver: Gee, I... Let me...sleep on that.

& Isabella: This is nuts. We should run.
    Maggie: We are going to get Tom and Hal... Let’s go. Come on.
    Isabella: Jesus, I’ve never seen so many heroes in one group.

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& Weaver: We still got a bunch of aliens to kill, don’t we?

& Anne: Higher than an overlord?
Ω Common. Again? Every time it must be a new deus ex machina.

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Everybody Has Their Reasons

Falling Skies 5×7

& Tom: A working military base— after three years? With real soldiers.
    Hal: How’s that even possible?

& Tom: The plan is ... we, together, march on the Capitol.
    Weaver: Right into the heart of darkness.

& Capt. Katie Marshall: Take back D.C., then the country, then the world...
    Tom: That’s the idea.

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& Capt. Katie Marshall: He said he flew a ship... to the Moon. What would you do if you were me?

& Capt. Katie Marshall: You have been found guilty of collaborating with the enemy. For these crimes against your country, your sentence is death.

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Respite

Falling Skies 5×6

& Tom: I don’t think you understand. There’s a war on, and I’ve got people out there waiting for me —
    Willie: No, sir. There is no fight here, no war. This is a safe place.

& Hal: 2nd Mass. Stands for «2nd Massachusetts.»
    Isabella: 2nd Mass? Is that some callback to the Revolutionary War? Like you’re the Continental Army fighting the British again?

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& Tom: You gotta ditch the cigarettes. Those haven’t been popular since the Nixon administration.

& Alicia: Iced tea sound okay?
    Tom: Oh, iced anything sounds like a miracle.

& Anne: All your spikes are completely out... Well, I guess you won’t be climbing any 30-foot walls anytime soon.

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Non-Essential Personnel

Falling Skies 5×5

& Pope: You’ve been deemed nonessential personnel. I’m afraid I’m gonna have to ask you to leave.
    Anthony: The rest of you can stay, if you want. Or you can take your chances out there.

& Cochise: Your automobile is too loud.
    Weaver: She’s exactly as loud as she’s supposed to be. That engine purr is one of the sexiest sounds alive.

& Weaver: Ohh, God. Please. Just let me enjoy this. For a minute. No more backseat driving.
    Cochise: But I am in the front seat.

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& Pope: No liabilities.

& Weaver: I know you. I know you. Do you understand? You’re not the only one. You’re not the only one.

& Isabella: It was something you said... That everything starts and ends with just being there for each other. My dad used to say something similar... And then I realized all I was talking about was surviving. And all you were talking about was living.

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Σ What a pasteboard cowshit.

Pope Breaks Bad

Falling Skies 5×4

& Cochise: A gift, Tom Mason. I will not be with you, but Shak-Chic Il She-Sheshash will know how to use it.
    Weaver: Shaq?
    Cochise: Mm.
    Weaver: We’ve got to help him. I’m not working with Shaq.

& Weaver: Abso-damn-lutely.

& Pope: Heads up, gentlemen. The next sacrifice just might be you.

& Waschak-cha’ab: Chichauk, you will not be corrupted by petty human narcissism!
    Cochise: Is it narcissism to want to live in service to our cause? I believe it to be the ultimate strength. To die is easy. But to continue to fight through all impediments— that is the honorable thing.

& Anne: Ben, I’m a doctor. Doctors fix things. If I can’t fix things, I get really pissed off. That’s all.

& Cochise: My father is correct. It appears I... have adopted one of your customs. I... I do love you all.

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& Pope: Three years of this war, and the Mason family doesn’t have a scratch on them. Is that a coincidence?
Ω Yeah. Long ago t’was about a time to someone of those Masons go.

& Tom: We are done. You and I are finally done.
Ω Which time?
    Pope: No, Tom. This is just beginning.
Ω Oh, yeah. Ride it, boy.

& Cochise: There is... An emptiness I can sense that infects my every thought. Is this what you call grief?

& Weaver: War can be a drug. People forget who they are, do things they’d never do. ... [And] I’m not talking about Pope. I’m talking about you.

& Pope: I’m gonna kill you. And then I’m gonna kill your dad. That’s fair.

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Hatchlings

Falling Skies 5×3

& Weaver: I don’t suppose you’ve had any of those Woodrow Wilson hunches lately, have you?

& Maggie: It’s— it’s the spikes. It’s like trying to explain color to someone who’s been blind their whole life.

& Cochise: Roughly 352 known species have eight appendages in some sort of configuration...

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& Pope: You know, it’s never too late. Have a kid— the old-fashioned way.
Ω Pope? Pope, Carl?
Ω So lame. Lame texts, lame plays.

& Pope: You’re too late. You’re too late, Mason.

& Tom: Get some sleep. Long way to D.C.

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Hunger Pains

Falling Skies 5×2

& Tom: How goes the Manhattan Project?
    Dingaan: More like the Bronx project at the moment.

& Pope: What do you think they taste like?
    Sarah: Skitters?
    Pope: Yeah. Seriously. If they’re even remotely edible, we could feed the whole camp.

& Matt: That’s why it’s pointless to know new people around here. I mean, they’re either lying or dying. Or both.

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& Weaver: On the bright side, we’ll starve to death before we run out of ammo.

& Weaver: Whoa! Whoa! What’s in there?
    Ben: That would be a skitter-ized human.

& Sarah: This is nice. It’s kind of like the old normal, but... It’s even better.

& Anne: Like some kind of DNA bouillabaisse...

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Σ T'was intense.

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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Σ Now we’re lost in space? Perfect.

Space Oddity

Falling Skies 4×11

& Lexi: Let me be your weapon and end this war.

& Pope: Somebody needed to do something!

& Pope: I can’t stop seeing faces, Mason. All the dead and buried— I can’t stop seeing their faces.
    Tom: Well, there’s a price you pay for caring about somebody other than yourself.

& Cochise: There are too many unknown variables on this mission.
    Tom: Yeah, well, that’s why I stayed up late and reread «Space Flight for Dummies» last night.

& Weaver: I understand that emotions are raw. I understand that. But this is war. We can’t think with our hearts. We got to think with our heads. Remember when the allies had to team up with Stalin in order to defeat Hitler? They knew that joining forces, even with you joining forces with a monster, would be—

& Lexi: I’ll try my best.
    Weaver: No trying, kid. Get it done.

Ω They made this thing fly. No kidding.

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& Tom: There’s got to be another way.
    Lexi: There is one other option, a way to insulate us from the cold, um, organically.
    Tom: Well, good. That sounds good... Wait! You mean like the thing in Chinatown?

& Tom: What is that?
    Lexi: Protein. Amino acids. Honestly, it would take too long to explain.

& Lexi: Sweet dreams, father...

& Lexi: I know you’re angry at me, Maggie, and you have every right to be.
    Maggie: Maybe I do, but at least I’m alive and angry and not a pissed-off corpse.

& Tom: Where’s Pope?
    Anne: Um, he left right after the launch of the Beamer. ...
    Tom: He left? For real?

& Tom: It’s perfect. It’s too perfect. It’s too perfect. It’s too perfect, it’s too perfect, it’s perf—
Ω Exactly!

& Tom: Oh, my god. We made it. I’m the 25th human to visit the moon.
    Lexi: Which makes me the 26th.

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Drawing Straws

Falling Skies 4×10

& Lexi: How strong can I get?
    Espheni Dad: It depends on how disciplined you are in your training. Your potential is unlimited.
    Lexi: Could I make a star?
    Espheni Dad: Your perfected power will be... Divine.

& Anthony: «Do not attempt to fight back. Go to ground... Retreat... Hide... Survive... Or this is the end.»

& Tom: So it’s not a magic carpet, it’s an airplane?
    Cochise: Mm.
    Tom: Airplanes have four basic controls— thrust, pitch, yaw, roll...

& Anne: You’re not the only one who can save the world, Tom.

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& Pope: Let me be... Let me be the hero, Dan. Huh? Let me be the martyr.

& Tom: Okay. The winner is...

& Anne: I should’ve known... When they announced the draw, you’d find a way to go.

& Anne: I have a gift for you.
    Tom: A going-away present?
    Anne: Nope. A second-day anniversary present.

& Tom: What is it?.. Epictetus. The stoic. «A man should be prepared to be sufficient unto himself...» It’s one of my favorites.

& Maggie: Worst goodbye ever.

& Hal: You know, the truth of the matter is, I’m not the one that gets to tell Maggie what she can and can’t do, anyway, so... It’s up to her.
    Ben: You’re right. It’s up to her.
    Hal: Who knows, man? Next couple of years, Matt will probably end up marrying her, anyway.

& Lexi: Hello, father.

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Σ So. From now on it’ll be easy as a piece of cake?

Till Death Do Us Part

Falling Skies 4×9

& Cochise: Ex coch’El richt! Fush mach! Fush mach!
    Hal: Hey, Cochise, don’t beat yourself up so badly.
    Cochise: I need to be alone for a moment.

& Tom: Well, I don’t see that we have many options. We’re gonna have to figure out a way to get up there, blow that son of a bitch up.
    Weaver: It’s on the Moon. You heard that part, right?

& Tom: We choose to go to the Moon not because it’s easy but because it’s hard.
    Anne: Okay, so, this is funny? This is funny to you?
    Tom: Hang on. Let me finish the speech. Because, believe it or not, the first time that I heard that speech, I was crazy enough to think that JFK was actually talking to me. ’Cause that is a challenge that we are willing to accept— one that we are unwilling to postpone and one which we intend to win.’

& Anne: I thought you said you couldn’t afford to have faith.
    Tom: I don’t. I can’t. I have hope. There’s a difference. Faith is your department. That’s why I have you. That’s why I need you.
    Anne: You’re right. Let’s just stick to what we do. I’ll kill skitters. I’ll patch people up. You’ll fly to the Moon. And if we both survive, we’ll just— We’ll just figure out the rest.

& Ben: Maggie, I promise, one day, you’re gonna love your new powers. You’re gonna be stronger and more badass than ever.
    Maggie: That sounds pretty sweet.

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& Pope: You know what’s unbelievable? What’s unbelievable is that you never have to wonder what a person’s really like— I mean really like, on the inside— ’cause the more you hang out with them, the more you get to know them, when they reveal themselves, they’ll show you exactly who they are.

& Tom: How could you do this to your own people?
    Kent: Progress is made when we embrace our Espheni brothers. I’m not a traitor. I’m a new patriot.

& Maggie: How do you like me now?
    Ben: .... I like you too much.

& Tom: «Hey, wait»? That was your big master kamikaze plan?

& Tom: Whether it’s a long time or a short time, I just want to spend it with you... if you’ll have me.
    Anne: That sounds like—
    Tom: It is.

& Anne: Wait. How do we know we’re doing the right thing?
    Tom: We don’t. We don’t. But I have hope.

& Shak-Chic: Tom Mason... I must speak with you.
    Weaver: For God’s sake, we’re having a wedding here!
    Shak-Chic: You may resume your ritual after I speak to Tom Mason about the Beamer.

& Tom: We choose to go to the Moon.

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A Thing with Feathers

Falling Skies 4×8

& Lexi: A peaceful solution has begun.

& Pope: Let’s scout the perimeter, see if we can find any survivors here.
    Sarah: Really? There’s probably angry birds out there still waiting.

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& Dingaan: You’re lying to yourself.
    Tom: Damn right I’m lying to myself! I lie to myself every day. Sometimes every hour of every day. And sometimes that’s not even enough, and I do it anyway. Because if people think that there’s no hope... They damn well better believe that I think that there is.

& Maggie: I kill aliens. Remember? I can’t become one.

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Saturday Night Massacre

Falling Skies 4×7

& Lourdes: Without you, I can’t... I won’t. I’m afraid.
Ω Not sorry. T’waz a dead end either way.

& Weaver: Remember Stalingrad. Cities are the graveyards of armies.

& Anne: I have a better idea. We mine the sky. Rain thermite down on their heads.
    Tom: Since when do you know how to make thermite, Dr. Glass?
    Anne: All you need is aluminum, rust, and lots of love, Professor Mason.

& Pope: You’d never make it out of here, darling. The Masons, they may have their shortcomings, but somehow they’ve managed to live to fight another day. You, you want to survive, you stick with them.

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& Hal: Responsibility’s not the issue.
    Maggie: Okay. What is?
    Hal: Love... Espheni use it against us all the time. Because we love, we don’t do what’s necessary. We make excuses. We forgive. We look the other way. Love destroys our judgment, our ability to see clearly.
    Maggie: So we’re just supposed to stop loving each other...
    Hal: We can’t afford to be sentimental.

& Maggie: It’s not love we need to kill. It’s them.

& Denny: Well, everyone’s entitled to their opinion, right?
    Dingaan: Except people who are wrong.
    Denny: Well, I’d rather be wrong than listen to jazz.
    Dingaan: What planet did you grow up on, huh?
    Denny: Brooklyn.
    Dingaan: That explains a lot.

& Maggie: Burn, baby, burn.

& Sarah: How am I doing?!
    Pope: Doing great! Next time, try with your eyes open!

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Σ Phew. They promised, they do. Real massacre; they wiped out almost all the folks.

Door Number Three

Falling Skies 4×6

& Lexi: Humans talk so much about change, but they’re afraid of it. Why?

& Ben: Where have you been? How did you...
    Tom: Long story.
    Weaver: What is this place?
    Ben: Longer story.

& Tom: You look unbelievable.
    Anne: You look awful.

& Pope: How the hell did this happen?
    Anthony: Lexi happened.
    Pope: Baby Mason? Took down a mech? What is she— Zeus?
    Anthony: Sort of.

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& Tom: I don’t get it. How— I mean, h-how is that Lexi? Looks like she’s some sort of insect.

& Tom: You know, I was... always afraid to have a daughter. I couldn’t imagine... Princesses and tea parties... Boyfriends...
    Weaver: Well, you know, it’s not so bad, the...Tiaras, the tea parties...

& Ben: The point is, before we just run in there and execute her, shouldn’t we give her the chance to prove she’s on our side— that she’s still one of us?
    Maggie: I don’t know. Sounds like wishful thinking.
    Ben: It’s called hope. That’s what I want. I want you to choose hope.

& Dingaan: I fix broken things, huh? Bring me a watch, radiator, washing machine— no problem. People, families... Cocoons... Not an expert.

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Mind Wars

Falling Skies 4×5

& Anne: I’m warning you. This can get very ugly very fast.

& Nick: You know, Coop was a sous chef at a cajun place in Augusta before the aliens.
    Tom: A sous chef? Classic. How about you?
    Nick: I worked at Goldman Sachs. How funny is that?
    Tom: Long way from Wall Street.
    Nick: A few years ago, if you told me I’d be out in the woods drinking Kentucky bourbon by the fire, hiding from aliens...

& Hal: Just like clockwork... These things are as reliable as FedEx.

& Sara: Do you think that there’s any way, anytime soon that you might be able to give me some pointers on how to stick it to the enemy?
    Pope: Is that some sort of euphemism? ...
    Sara: I’m tired of running and hiding. I-I-I want to fight back. I want to take my end-of-the-world anger out on someone other than a guy like you.

& Pope: In the event of a sudden change in cabin pressure, stick your head between your legs...
    Sara: Kiss your ass goodbye!

& Shak-Chic: Highly irregular.

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& Weaver: I understand that... You’re angry. I’m angry, too, but, believe me, when someone hurts your family, it — it can make you... Well, it can make you feel kind of crazy. I understand. I... But the fastest way to get beat on the battlefield is to let the enemy make you forget who you are.

& Weaver: A drill sergeant back in basic training used to tell us that the true soldier doesn’t fight because he hates what’s in front of him. He fights because he loves what’s behind him.

& Matt: So what do you do with all the hate?
    Weaver: What do you do... with all the hate? I’ll tell you what you do with it. You put it aside. That’s what a real soldier does. If you let that hate destroy who you are, then you lose everything, and we can’t— we cannot let that happen to us.

& Tom: I should have known you were dirty, Nick... as soon as you told me you were working for Goldman Sachs.

& Matt: I can’t do it. I’m sorry, Colonel.
    Weaver: No. You’re not sorry. You’re a human being.

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Evolve or Die

Falling Skies 4×4

& Weaver: You know, a parent’s instinct is to protect. It will make you do stupid, reckless things.
    Tom: Are we talking about me, or are we talking about you?
    Weaver: I’m talking, so you listen.

& Tom: We’ll be back in 48 hours... Come hell or high water.
    Hal: Give them hell.

& Pope: Oh! Easy! What are you doing?!
    Sara: I’m sorry, you know. It’s just like pistachios. You have one, and then you want another one right away.

& Pope: Listen, uh, miss, I’ll tell you what. I’ll make a deal with you, all right? You let me f-fill her up, and then I’ll fill you in.

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& Pope: Mm, you didn’t strike me as the, uh, farming type.
    Sara: No, I’m a graphic designer— I was— for a company that designs water-resistant cellphone cases.
    Pope: Not much need for that anymore.
    Sara: No, thank God. I mean, I used to hate going to work. I hated coming home. I hated everything in between. Honestly, the apocalypse is the best thing that ever happened to me.
    Pope: I know the feeling.

& Dingaan: I don’t know much about lacrosse, but on my rugby team, we had a saying— don’t think about the game you lost last week, hmm? Just win the game you’re in.

& Sara: I know karate.
    Pope: No, you don’t.
    Sara: Yes, I do. Jeet Kune Do.
    Pope: Even if that was a real thing and you did know it, you’d have used it already.

& Sara: So you’re really gonna leave me out here in the middle of the road to be raped and eaten by cannibals? Not necessarily in that order.

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Exodus

Falling Skies 4×3

& Tom: My favorite Zeppelin? “Led Zeppelin II.” “Lemon Song” alone is enough to earn the title.
    Hal: “II,” huh? What about “IV”? You got “Black Dog,” “Stairway To Heaven,” I mean, come on.
    Tom: When did you become a Zeppelin fan?
    Hal: The second I heard it.
    Tom: I can tell you what my least favorite Zeppelin is...
    Hal: Let me guess. It’s that... giant alien one flying around, monitoring all activity in camp.
    Tom: Actually, it’s “CODA.”
    Hal: “CODA’s” pretty bad.

& Dingaan: A Faraday suit works because the current from the fence distributes charges onto the suit in such a way that they cancel the current’s effects inside the suit.
    Tom: Okay. I get that. For how long, though?
    Dingaan: Uh, 90 seconds or so. Or until what little copper solder we have fails.

& Tom: Don’t worry.
    Dingaan: We can do this. You are not the one wearing a homemade trash can for protection, my friend!

& Ben: She’s still my sister, Maggie.
    Maggie: Okay. But I’m bringing my guns.

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& Tom: Without family, life’s not much worth living.

& Anthony: It’s quiet. It’s too quiet.
    Denny: That’s what people in movies always say before the bad guys attack.
    Anthony: That’s why I said it.

& Pope: Well, I think it’s great. I think it’s a fantastic plan. It has zero chance of success, but, uh, what the hell?

& Tector: Oh, now, this is what I call Hell’s Kitchen. Rock sod, duct tape, baking soda, acetone, ammonium nitrate. Let’s make some bombs.

& Karen-Fish: Such a beautiful baby.
    Anne: Don’t touch my baby!
    Karen-Fish: It’s not your baby... It’s our baby.

& Dingaan: Green wire, red wire.
    Pope: Red wire, green wire.
    Dingaan: No! Green wire, red wire. Twist. Beep, beep, beep, beep, boom. Okay?
    Pope: All right. Boom. Beep, boom. Got it, yeah.
    Dingaan: You only get 90 seconds. Otherwise— It’s fried Pope. No! Vaporized Pope. Understand?

& Weaver: Son of a bitch. Pigs can fly.

& Anthony: Well, how do we know Lexi is close?
    Anne: I had a dream.

& Tom: Well, John Pope. You’re like a box of chocolates— you just never know what you’re gonna get with you.

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& Ben: What are you gonna do?
    Dr. Kadar: I don’t know. It might be a mistake to do anything. Nature’s miracles spring from unlikely combinations. Sometimes, one plus one equals three.

& Dingaan: Every camp is different, but one thing is a constant— the green barrier. To go over it, you need one of these. A Faraday suit. It allows electricity to flow around me as I climb the fence.
    Tom: You’re a physicist?
    Dingaan: Electrical lineman. I will teach you how to build one if you help me find copper.

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& Pope: Well, I hope they like beans.
    Weaver: What?
    Pope: My stash consisted of eight cans of beans.
    Weaver: Why didn’t you say that?!
    Pope: Hey, man, one day, I’m gonna be back in business. Till then, I got a reputation to uphold.

& Lexi: As long as we are peaceful, the world is peaceful.
    Ben: Will you please stop talking like a damn fortune cookie?

& Fish-head: Choose, Tom Mason— evolution or extinction?

& Weaver: I thought I told you not to do anything crazy.
    Tom: No, you said don’t do anything stupid. You didn’t say anything about crazy.

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