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Tom: Hey Russ, uh, you relying on some old Indian, tracker, broken-twig thing here, or do you actually know where you're going?
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Mariel: Well, I am not an alien!
Jesse: Then what are you? Because we've known you've been different for a long time. We just want to know what you are.
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Rose: Not a butterfly.
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Russell: Are you any closer to finding Szura?
Healey (while injecting insulin): No, but if I die before it happens, you'll kill him for me. Won't you?
Russell: I'm sorry, Healey.
Healey: Alonzo.
Russell: Excuse me?
Healey: My real name's Alonzo. I figure if I can trust you with my life, I can trust you with my real name.
Russell: You mind if I still call you Healey?
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(to Russell)
Underlay: You think we're descended from the three guys sitting in the cave sharing their buffalo? We're descended from the fourth guy that says, "hey, why don't I pick up this club and smack these other losers round the head and have the whole buffalo to myself?" That's our ancestor, that's survival. Survival is what it's all about!