- Rex: I want to go undercover.
- Agent Six: It's not undercover if they know who you are, Rex.
- Rex: You know what I mean. A solo mission. Turn off the heat, and let me track these guys down.
- White Knight: A surprisingly good tactical call, given its source.
- Rex: Wait! Did we jsut agree on something?
- Knuckles: He cured me, Boss. He just reached out and cured me!
- Quarry: Good for you, Knuckles. But the name -it doesn't really suit you anymore, now does it? That's a real shame.
- Knuckles: Why's that, Boss?
- Quarry: Because you're useless to me now.
- [the Enforcers attack Knuckles]
- Quarry: Rex is back.
- Enforcer: Want me to bring him in Boss?
- Quarry: He'd eat you for breakfast. No. No. He'll come to me. We have plenty of catching up to do.
- Quarry: Come on, Rex.
- [Quarry holds up Rex's journal]
- Quarry: We both know this is what you really want. So go ahead take it. Walk away. Show them who you really are. You were always very good at taking care of yourself. Why should now be any different?
- Rex: [Rex cuts the journal] Whoever I was back then, is not who I am now - not anymore!
- Rex: It's going to happen again, isn't it?
- Dr. Holiday: I don't know, REx. It's likely triggered by a specific event - something traumatic.
- Rex: So I just have to wait.
- Agent Six: No. You just have to live. Life's full of unknowns, Rex. It'll happen when it happens, and when it does. We'll still be here.
- Rex: Yeah, and I'll have no idea who you are. Who I am. I won't remember. Things like Holiday wears red shoes on Fridays, or you always keep one of those weird tasting mints in your right hand side pocket.
- Agent Six: [Pulling out a notebook] That's why we got you this - it's a journal.
- Rex: I don't know how much of my past I want to remember now. But this life, here... it's pretty good. Thanks.