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Topher Brink : You can't imprint on top of a fully functional brain. It'll implode!
Echo : Oh. Is that why you keep us so simple?
Topher Brink : [frightened] Yes. Yes!
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Echo : How come it's there, if you didn't give it to me?
Topher Brink : It's coming from you. It's what you need. I have your memories. You can have them back.
Echo : You can do that?
Topher Brink : Totally.
Echo : [Indicating the chair] But I have to go in there.
Topher Brink : Well yeah. But...
Echo : [backs up] Okay.
Topher Brink : Okay.
Echo : [points the gun at Topher] You first.
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Topher Brink : Echo?
Echo : Not anymore.
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Echo : You work for them. Who are they? Where are we?... Please!
Dr. Claire Saunders : I'm not your friend in here, Echo. I'm sorry I can't help you.
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Sierra : You'll be putting yourself back in there. You didn't fight to get out for nothing.
Echo : Not nothing. You guys are okay now. I go back in knowing that.
Victor : This thing, it's too big. There's too many of 'em. They got guns. What do you think you're gonna do?
Echo : Try and make a difference.
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Echo : Who are you?
Adelle DeWitt : Adelle Dewitt. I am responsible for this facility and everyone in it.
Echo : Then you are one sick bitch!
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Echo : [Ballard checks his voicemail] Paul Ballard, this is - you don't know me. But I have a file and your name is in it, and I think we've met. I know it sounds crazy...
Paul Ballard : Caroline.
Echo : But we're here, somewhere underground. I'm trying to get everyone out, but if I can't - please, please find us!
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Echo : [dolls woke up from induced state, mills about; one theory is that they've been abducted by aliens] It's definitely feeling kinda lab-ratty here.
Sierra : I'm leaving before the electric shock.
[tries rushing off, but where to?]
November : [hyperventilating] Sorry, it's a defence mechanism. I'm just really terri... fied.
Victor : Anybody else got anything better than aliens?
Echo : I'm serious about lab rats.
November : Maybe were supposed to be here.
Sierra : What for? I didn't do anything.
November : Do you know that?
Echo : I don't remember anything. I mean, I know the days of the week, the capital of Nebraska, but nothing... about me.
Victor : My guess? We're prisoners of some sort. And we need to assess the situation, formulate a strategy...
Sierra : Run!
[when she gets looked at sharply:]
Sierra : Strategically.