Al: All right. One end of this string represents your birth. The other end, your death. You tie the ends together, and your life is a loop. Ball the loop... and the days of your life touch each other out of sequence. Therefore, leaping from one point of the string to another...
Sam: Would move you backward or forward within your own lifetime.
Al: Which is our project--Quantum Leap!

Sam: Al! I wish you would stop doing that.
Al: What?
Sam: Walking through things.
Al: Well, you want me to walk around something that isn't even here? All right, I'll walk around it.

Sam: There's gotta be another way.
Al: The next one's only got a 52% chance of working.
Sam: I'll take it.
Al: It required you to be at ground zero during an atomic detonation. You asked.
Sam: What else have you got?
Al: This isn't a shopping list, you know. The odds drop into the low teens after that. Your best shot is freezing the brain until all electrical activity has ceased.
Sam: That's called death.
Al: I never said it would be easy.

Weird Ernie: If you don't clear this radio, Captain Birdell, the only yellow rose you'll be seeing will be the one I'll shove up your afterburners.

Sam: Where the hell were you?
Al: I was at the Lakers game. It went into overtime.
Sam: A ball game? I nearly died because you were at a ball game?
Al: It wasn't just a ball game. It was a play-off game. At the party later, I met this dish named Martha.
Sam: I guess I can thank God you didn't spend the night with this Martha.
Al: Well, I did.

Al: Come on, I hate to miss the game.
Sam: You already know how it's going to end.
Al: I knew how it was gonna end when I took Brenda into the filing room. I still took her.

Sam: Why didn't I leap all the way?
Al: Twelve years in a blink isn't bad, pal. A couple more of those you'll be back home.
Sam: If I leap forward again. What if I leap back?
Al: That is always possible.
Sam: In other words, I could be bouncing around in time forever?
Al: No. Nobody lives forever.

Sam: Who created this Ziggy?
Al: You. Quantum Leap is your project, Sam. You're the genius behind it. At least you were before your brain got magna-foozled.
Sam: No, no. See, I'm a medical doctor. I found that much out.
Al: You hold six doctorates, Sam. Medicine is just one of them. Your special gift was quantum physics. Time magazine even called you the next Einstein. The truth is... if there's one guy who could figure how to bring you back... it's you.
Sam: And I can't even remember my name.
Al: (hesitates) It's Beckett. Sam Beckett.

Sam: You know, maybe this quantum leaping isn't such a bad deal after all. Getting a second chance to put things right, to make the world a better place. Who knows what I can accomplish before I'm done.

Al: You're gonna fly to center.
Sam: Fox flied out to center. I'm not Fox.
Al: (laughing) Yeah, well, you're not Roy Hobbs either.

Sportscaster: When it comes to that final out in life, whether you pop out, ground out or fly out, remember: Shneck and Shneck (funeral home) will always be there to bring you home.