Frank: You have seen it before, haven't you. The Group knows what this is.
Peter: The Group knows what it could become.
Frank: Don't, don't... don't speak to me that way... I'm alone in a cell. I'm away from my family. I'm in a danger, but I don't know what it is. But you do. This really sums up my involvement with the Group... as far as I can see it does for you too, Peter.
Peter: I know.
Frank: Then why? Why d'you do this? Why?
Peter: I don't know, Frank! Maybe I just have to have faith in something!
Frank: Faith fills in the holes of uncertainty. Elements that are never meant to be known: God. Death. The Group creates uncertainties with their secrets: that's not faith... that's control. They know the sickness that killed Mogilny, but if they won't inform anybody outside the Group, they are not seeing prophecy fulfilled... they are fulfilling their own... for the purpose of control.
Peter: 'And behold a Pale Horse. And the name of him who sat on it was death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given to them over the fourth of the Earth, to kill with sword, with hunger, with death, and by the beasts of the earth. When he opened the Fifth Seal..'
Frank: Peter, Revelations is not a prophecy... There is no millennium!
Peter: And they called out in a loud voice: 'how long, Lord? How long will you judge? And avenge our blood on those who dwell upon the earth?'