Andromeda

Dylan: So, Mr. Harper, what do you want to do about the machine? Harper: I don't know. Maybe Rakeeb was right. I'm just a good looking, young, brilliant engineer. Hohne, Hohne's a genius. I mean, if it's him or me, he's the one that really matters. Beka: Don't say that. Harper: No, it's true, Beka. He was one of a kind. He was the first to commit to the New Commonwealth. He was my friend. I can't just choose my life over his. (aims his pistol at the tesseract) Let's destroy it...before I change my mind.

Harper: Oh, ow. My aches ache. Beka: Just be glad you're around to feel it.

Trance: You're me...from the future. Future Trance: More or less. Trance: Did everything turn out the way it was supposed to? Future Trance: No, things are bad and they're getting worse. I made a lot of mistakes. Trance: So are we going to lose? Future Trance: At best, we are not going to win. (puts hand to arm) You know what we have to do. (Trance nods) Trance: Is it the only way? (Future Trance puts her arms behind her back) Future Trance: There is one perfect possible future but I have not seen it yet. Beka: Um...could someone provide me with a translation, please? Trance: Beka, I have to go. But don't worry, I'm not really leaving I'm just...changing. Everything will be okay, you'll see. (She walks into a portal and disappears) Beka: Where'd she go? Future Trance: She didn't go anywhere. She grew up. She's me.

Beka: Thanks. Future Beka: Don't mention it. Beka: You, uh...You're me. Trance: Beka, help! Future Beka: I can't get into this right now. Later. (leaves)

Beka: Trance! You will never guess who I just met! Trance: A scary futuristic version of yourself? She went that way.

Rekeeb: Your human tendency towards violence... Harper: ...pales in comparison to my human tendency not to give up!

Harper: I don't believe in destiny. I don't even believe in density, except in the heads of Perseids--it's a compliment--I believe in Seamus Zelazny Harper. I cogito, therefore I sum, and I sum to cogito that damn machine right out of existence. Capice?

Beka: Umm...I'm...sensing freakiness.

Dylan: (After Trance activates the tesseract machine) What did you do?!
Trance: I saved Harper's life.

Harper: Engineer heal thyself.

Rommie: Harper, are you sure this is wise? You barely understand this technology. If it doesn't work--
Harper: I know, I know...It'll twist me into an abstract painting. (poses) 'Harper, Descending Staircase'.

Tyr: We need a plan. You, THINK OF ONE!

Dylan: So tell me. How was saving Harper and losing Hohne does that? How does that set things right? Trance: I don't know if it does. To tell you the truth, I didn't save Harper to change the past or the future. For all I know I made things worse. Dylan: Then why? Trance: For the one reason that does matter. Because Hohne is a stranger and Harper is my friend.

Trance: Follow me. Harper: Follow you? We don't even know you. Trance: I'm still Trance. And if you would like to get out of here alive, I suggest you do as I say.