Jarod: Strange. Feeling homesick. Only I don't know where home is.
Sydney: Your home's here, Jarod. You were never meant for the outside world.
Jarod: Spare me the white leopard speech, Sydney. Somebody at the Centre knows who I am. I want the truth.
Sydney: I'm sure we can explore these questions if you come back and resume our work.
Jarod: I wish I could believe you.