Rembrandt 'Crying Man' Brown: I've seen libraries livelier than this.
Quinn Mallory: It's locked.
Rembrandt 'Crying Man' Brown: Then I'll use my key.
[kicks the door open]
Prof. Maximilian Arturo: Where the devil are we, Mr. Mallory?
Quinn Mallory: On our way out, Mr. Doyle.
Prof. Maximilian Arturo: Doyle?
Quinn Mallory: Uh... Professor.
Prof. Maximilian Arturo: Are you losing your marbles, my boy?
Quinn Mallory: Sure you wanna come with us, Trevor? I know I promised you but I can't promise to bring you home. It'll mean leaving your family, all your friends behind...
Trevor: Nah. I'd miss my folks too much. And I've still got two weeks left of play. I'd like to go. Maybe I'll build my own jumper-slider gizmo one day.
Quinn Mallory: I bet you can. Just make sure of your home coordinates.
Trevor: One day I'm gonna come find you guys.