Peter Petrelli: [looking at painting of Simone and Isaac together] This is why you sent them after me, jealousy? With me out of the way you'd have Simone all to yourself.
Isaac Mendez: [shouts] You stole her away from me!
Isaac Mendez: But I did it to save New York, to stop the bomb.
[he grabs a gun and aims his gun at Peter]
Isaac Mendez: I can do it right now.
[points the gun at Peter]
Isaac Mendez: With just one bullet and I can be a hero.
Peter Petrelli: [turning invisible] You're not a hero, Isaac. You're a junkie. You couldn't even save yourself! That's why she left you Isaac. IT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH ME!
Isaac Mendez: Show yourself! Simone!
Claude: [as Peter throws him over his shoulder] What are you doing?
Peter Petrelli: Something unexpected.
[Peter jumps off the Deveaux building's roof and flies away]
Ted Sprague: [talking to himself at Karen's grave] I still miss you, Karen. I miss your laugh. But they're gonna pay for what they did to me. What they did to us. I know you're not gonna like what I'm gonna do, so uhh... I came to say goodbye.
Claude Rains: Charles Darwin bred pigeons when he was working out his theory of evolution-married up various permutations to get maximum potential.
Peter Petrelli: What do you mean by that, 'maximum potential'?
Claude Rains: I think he meant you, friend.
Ted Sprague: I had my blood tested. It's in me, that isotope.
Matt Parkman: Ted, you're radioactive by nature!
Dale Smither: Funny, I didn't hear your footsteps.
Sylar: That's because there weren't any.
Dale Smither: That sound, in your heart. What is it?
Sylar: [smiling] Murder.
Sylar: [while pretending to be Zane] I believe in fate, Mohinder, and karma, and I'm not just saying that 'cause you're Indian. You really came to my rescue.
Simone Deveraux: [to Nathan Petrelli] Where Peter saw hope, you saw disaster. I guess I'm voting for the other guy.
Peter Petrelli: [to Isaac Mendez] What'd they give you, money? Drugs? What's a Judas get these days?
Claude: [attacking Peter] You've got the power to stop me, what are you waitin' for?
Peter Petrelli: I'm trying!
Claude: And when you've left New York a smoking wasteland, we'll put that on your tombstone: "Here lies Peter Petrelli. He tried."
Sandra Bennet: I don't know any Mr. Muggles and I don't know you.
Claire Bennet: Dad? Dad? Dad?
Claire Bennet: Where's Dad?
Lyle Bennet: On one of his stupid business trips.
Claire Bennet: There's something wrong with Mom.
Lyle Bennet: There's something wrong with you!
Claire Bennet: Mom, do you know who this is?
[pointing towards Lyle]
Sandra Bennet: Claire, leave your brother alone.
Claire Bennet: You recognize us?
Sandra Bennet: Yes, you are the daughter who is supposed to be setting the dinner table.
Claire Bennet: I was standing over there just a minute ago and you had no idea who I was.
Sandra Bennet: Lyle, help your sister with the table. Honestly, Claire.
Lyle Bennet: [to Claire] Good thing Dad's not home, because he would so drug test you.
Noah Bennet: So Peter's invisible?
Isaac Mendez: That sounds so crazy.
Noah Bennet: Any more than a man who can paint the future?
Noah Bennet: Look, there's a chance Peter might come here first, before we reach him.
Isaac Mendez: [Mr. Bennet hands Isaac a gun] What do you expect me to do with this?
Noah Bennet: Save the world.
Hana Gitelman: [to Ted] I can find them, Ted... and you can nuke them.
Dale Smither: Sorry... rap music. Can't stand it but it's the only thing I've found that cancels out the... Can I help you?
Mohinder Suresh: I left you several messages this week.
Dale Smither: Yeah I got 'em.
Mohinder Suresh: I believe I can help with what's happening to you. I'm sure you've got lots of questions.
Dale Smither: Yeah, only one - how did you find me?
Hiro Nakamura: [in Japanese] Ando? Is that you? I'm locked in!
[door is opened by S.R.Gustavson]
Hiro Nakamura: [in English] You're not Ando.
S.R. Gustavson: S.R.Gustavson. State gaming commission.
Hiro Nakamura: [making the "Live long and prosper" hand-sign from Star Trek] I come in peace.
S.R. Gustavson: [grabbing Hiro by the collar] What's an Ando?
Hiro Nakamura: Ando is my friend. I bring him from Japan on my mission.
S.R. Gustavson: Where's the girl? Where's the suitcase?
Hiro Nakamura: Tell me where they are!
S.R. Gustavson: Take me with you. I must save Ando.
S.R. Gustavson: Not a chance. I work alone, pal.
Hiro Nakamura: You take me with you, or she gets away... pal!
Claude Rains: Dig into that file cabinet of yours and pull something out. Fly, stop time, paint me a pretty picture. Do something...unexpected.
[Peter freezes Claude's staff in the air and breaks it in two. Claude laughs]
Claude Rains: You pushed that away with your mind. Which one of your sorry friends has telekinesis?
Peter Petrelli: None of them do. Oh, wait. That guy who was chasing Claire in Texas. He sent some lockers flying at me.
Claude Rains: Texas? And you pulled that little trick out in the here and now? Well, we might just have a chance of stopping you from going nuclear.
S.R. Gustavson: [Hiro humming is irritating Gustafson] Look, you're nothing but a Japanese map quest for me so 'till we find that girl just sit there and shut up.
Hiro Nakamura: I bring Ando from Japan on my mission. I am responsible for him.
S.R. Gustavson: All a partner ever does is drag you under or screw you over.
Hiro Nakamura: A partner helps by believing in you. He keeps you honest!
S.R. Gustavson: Uh-huh. Well who wanted to help the girl? Grab the suitcase? Take your car?
Hiro Nakamura: [quietly] Ando...
S.R. Gustavson: You take on a partner. All you get is their blood on your hands.
Hope: The less questions you ask, Ando, the better off you'll be in life.
Ando Masahashi: Why is that?
Hope: That would be another question.
Sylar: [pretending to be Zane Taylor] What happened to this... Sylar?
Mohinder Suresh: I'm not sure...
Sylar: [pretending to be Zane Taylor] He just got away with killing your dad?
Mohinder Suresh: He's gone, locked away.
Peter Petrelli: [to Claude] You used to care about all this, didn't you?
Claude Rains: Alright. Sharing time's over.
Janice Parkman: You know, Matt, for a guy that can read other people's thoughts, you should spend a little time on your own.
Matt Parkman: You know what? I'm just trying to figure how I can take care of our family. I don't have a job, Jan!
Claude Rains: [to Peter] You wanted to know why I was invisible all these years? It was because of them, and you brought the bastards right to my door!
Claude Rains: Let's call a spade a shovel, mate. It had to be Issac. They've got to him.
Nathan Petrelli: The last time I saw my brother, he flew out of a window to get away from me. I doubt he's going to come knocking on my door.
Ando Masahashi: [in Japanese] Did your powers work? I had my eyes closed.
Hiro Nakamura: [in Japanese] Me too.
Dr. Lindale: Your mother has a subdural haemorrhage.
Claire Bennet: I got a C minus in biology.
Dr. Lindale: It's like a bruise on her brain. Specifically, in the area that controls memory.
Ted Sprague: [about Hana] She's a friend, like us. She's the one who put me on to the scratches.
Hana Gitelman: It comes from a pneumatic needle. It injects a radioisotope for tracking viruses in Africa.
Ted Sprague: [to Matt] That's what we are to them. A virus. A plague.
Matt Parkman: [to Ted] Who's "them"?
Hana Gitelman: A shipment of needles went to Primatech Paper in Odessa, Texas. The tracking slip went to a man named Bennet. Sound familiar?
Matt Parkman: [to Hana] I've already been down this road. Trust me, it's a dead end.
Hana Gitelman: Really?
Matt Parkman: Yeah.
Hana Gitelman: Why would a paper company need pneumatic needles with a radioisotope?
Matt Parkman: [To Ted] Hey, I only came here because you said this was a matter of life and death. You can't go blowing anything more up.
Ted Sprague: [to Matt] There is no putting this whole thing behind you. We have to find out what they did and make them fix it.
Noah Bennet: [about Sandra] She'll be okay.
Claire Bennet: No thanks to you.
Lyle Bennet: Shut up, Claire.
Noah Bennet: [to Claire about Sandra] The doctor told me you had an interesting theory about your Mother's condition.
Claire Bennet: [fuming] It's not a theory. You did this to her.
Claire Bennet: You erased her mind.
Noah Bennet: Claire, that's ridiculous.
Claire Bennet: You tried to erase mine!
Noah Bennet: I don't know where you're getting these ideas.
Claire Bennet: [at this point, Claire has lost it] Stop! Stop it! Stop lying! After what you did to Mom, isn't that enough?
[several doctors turn to stare; Bennet holds Claire against a wall]
Noah Bennet: What you know is dangerous. If the wrong people find out about what you can do...
Claire Bennet: [about Sylar] Like the man who killed Jackie?
Noah Bennet: Exactly.
Claire Bennet: [crying] Why? Why did you do this to Mom?
Noah Bennet: [about Sylar] A few days ago, that man broke into our house, looking for you. He found your mother instead, so I made her forget.
[Claire, sobbing, glowers at Bennet]
Noah Bennet: Your mother is a gentle soul, and people like her shouldn't have to know about people like him.
Claire Bennet: And maybe people like you!
Noah Bennet: I never meant for her to get sick. I only wanted to protect my family. Claire-Bear, I promise... I promise this will never happen again.
[Bennet tries to calm Claire down, but with a shout of "ENOUGH!" she pushes him away]
Claire Bennet: [pushing Mr. Bennet away sobbing uncontrollably] No! You don't just get to say you're "sorry" and make everything go away!
Nathan Petrelli: But if people knew what we were capable of, they would drop a collective brick.
Simone Deveraux: You think they'll burn you at the stake?
Nathan Petrelli: Yeah. Pretty much. Because that's what I would do. I'd round us all up, stick us in a lab on some island in the middle of the ocean.
Noah Bennet: Claire. We'll get through this. Your Mom needs us. Lyle too.
Claire Bennet: I don't even know if I'll remember any of this tomorrow.
[seething with anger]
Claire Bennet: All I want to do is run away, but I can't. Somebody's has to protect this family from you.
Peter Petrelli: What are these marks, huh? What do they mean?
Isaac Mendez: They're nothing. They mean nothing.
Peter Petrelli: [to Isaac] Don't lie to me!