AUTUMN: No, y-you don't understand. I didn't do any of those things! Wait! Please let me explain!
BEN: What can I do?
VANCE: It's Saturday. Go home. Be with your family. Anything comes up, I'll contact you on your burner.
BEN: You gonna go shoot some hoops?
CAL: Tryouts on Monday. I thought maybe I'd—
BEN: Cal, why didn't you tell me? I could've been warming you up all week.
CAL: You haven't been around much.
AUTUMN [to Ben]: I heard your name. Like my own voice in my head. And somehow I knew instinctively how to get here. Is that crazy?
CAL: Bad stuff is about to happen. I'm the commander now.
JARED: I know, Mick. And if you're in danger, you have to tell me, no matter what. Okay, look, I'll take that risk. I don't care.
MICHAELA: I do, okay? I do care.
SAANVI: ...they need to get at something inside their heads, but instead of picking the lock, they are using dynamite to blast the door down.
VANCE: Let me just wrap my head around this.
BEN: Jesus, Vance! Then stick your bureaucratic head back in the ground and pretend it's not happening, because I am going in now, even if you're not!
SP DOCTOR: Our normal protocol is a six-hour downtime per charge. We don't know how sequential testing cou—
LAWRENCE: Let's try. Go ahead. 80%.
GRACE: So make sure you give it a really good toss 'cause the olive oil's kind of settling on the bottom there. Okay.
OLIVE: Oh, I will get the door. Please call Dad and make sure he's getting home from work.