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Sark: If I'm to understand what you're saying, you have no idea where you've been for the last two years... None?... Unbelievable! I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh, it's just... I'm speechless. Sydney, if Sloane had intended to abduct you, I wasn't privy to it.
Sydney: What if I said I still don't believe you?
Sark: I'd say it'd make no difference. In twenty-four hours I'll be free, and... you'll remain in the dark.
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Sydney: Where was I buried?
Jack: You were cremated. Vaughn spread your ashes at sea.
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Sydney: Without knowing why these people want Sark, how can we even consider this?
Lindsey: We think we know why they want him. They want him so they can kill him.
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Dixon (To Sydney): I want you to accompany the hostage rescue team.
Marshall: Actually, I had an idea. I think Syd should go in as a biochem major. Harvard dropout, totally spoiled. You know, maybe she got kicked out because she was synthesizing ecstasy in her dorm room, or maybe crystal, crank...
Dixon: Fine.
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Marshall: The pickup location The Covenant specified is a theater in Munich in the red light district. Actually, it's an adult theater. Now, I checked, and today's feature... A rough translation, I don't speak German. It's "Penile Code Part Deux." If anybody cares, I have the times.
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Weiss: (to Sydney) Is that a smile? It's good to see that again.
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Vaughn: The other day you said that I gave up on us because I didn't have faith, that somehow you didn't mean enough to me.
Sydney: When I said that I was...
Vaughn: No, let me finish! After you died I used to talk to you... like you were still around. Literally, out loud, whole conversations about nothing, the weather, should I get a new car, should I have another drink. And one day you started answering. I mean I could hear you in my head like you were right next to me Sydney. Although rationally, I knew I was a guy who stayed up nights drinking, talking to his dead girlfriend. Still I couldn't stop.
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Vaughn (To Sydney): First, is that I was so in love with you, it nearly killed me. And second, that I don't regret moving on with my life.
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Man at Group Meeting: How long have you been back?
Sydney: A little over a week.
Man at Group Meeting: The dreams start yet? Nightmares?
Sydney: Nope.
Man at Group Meeting: They will.
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Lindsey: Who the hell do you think you are!?
Sydney: I'm the person who's going to hold you accountable if they kill him!
Lindsey: Oh, you're going to hold me responsible!?
Sydney: Did I stutter?
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Jack: Every morally questionable thing I've ever done has been to protect Sydney. You don't have the same excuse.
Sloane: Really?
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Jack: A world relief organization. The sheer audacity of your alleged turnaround would be laughable, if you weren't so dangerous.
Sloane: I was wondering when you'd come to see me, Jack.
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Weiss: You're sure you're okay with this? I mean, are you going to be all right? By yourself?
Sydney: I just can't wrap my head around it. I mean, Francie's been dead for two years, but I feel like I saw her a few days ago. And now that Will is in the witness protection, I can't even contact him. All my friends are just . . . gone.
Weiss: Not all your friends.
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Sark: Eight hundred million dollars? I have nowhere near that amount in my nest egg.
Covenant Agent: In fact, Mr. Sark, you do.
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Lindsey: If you're finished, this is the men's room.
Sydney: Who let you in?
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Sark: Sydney... you know how highly I regard your abilities as an operative, but... even I didn't think you were capable of cheating death once your remains had been identified...
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Jack (To Sloane) Personally, I would have found it anticlimactic that after expecting to assemble a weapon of ultimate power, you ended up with a revelation you could have acquired from a fortune cookie.