Sophia boards the train and rides it, and notices a bag on the seat nearby. She goes to it and finds an earbud inside. Thomas contacts her and she snaps at him, wondering what he was up to. She warns him that Martinez is tracking her, and Thomas tells her to put on the clothes in the sack, and then wait for further instructions...Read the full recap
Sophia: What the hell were you thinking?
Thomas: That's really the first thing you want to say to me after 66 years?
Young Violet: I like watching you.
Young Violet: Mm-hmm. You look happy. Like you're discovering water for the first time.
Simon: Yeah, well, where I'm from thee wasn't any.
Young Violet: You never talk about your past.
Simon: Well... when I'm with you... it doesn't matter. For the first time in my life, I'm free of it.
Agent Mike Garret: What's our story?
Simon: Possible homeland security threat in the vicinity. No reason to panic.
Agent Mike Garret: That one doesn't work as well as it used to.
Simon: It better be compelling then.
Thomas: What's the problem?
Simon: I fell in love.
Thomas: Now who in the hell told you to do that?
Madeline Jackson: I don't lie. I don't lie. My name is Madeline Jackson. I'm a journalist. I used to be, till I saw the light. That trying to speak the truth is a waste of time because nobody wants the truth. People don't want the truth. God forbid it would all go down in flames. It's the lies that keep the construct going. Don't you see? Spread by the vested interests in the government, and the private sector, and the churches, and the stock exchanges, all fabricating and spinning and telling stories that keep 300 million consumers happy and stupid and spending. Why are you looking at me like I'm crazy? Just stop. I'm not the deluded ones. You are.
Elderly Violet: Are you an angel?
Simon: No. I am so far from that.
Elderly Violet: But... you're here.
Simon: I'm here. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. Please forgive me.
Elderly Violet: I waited for you for so long. Did you love me?
Simon: I never stopped loving you. If it were up to me, we would have gotten married. We would have had children. We would have grown old together.
Elderly Violet: It was up to you.