- Clare at Eight: Are you married?
- Henry DeTamble: Yes, I am.
- Clare at Eight: Is your wife a time traveler?
- Henry DeTamble: No. No, thank God.
- Clare at Eight: Do you love her?
- Henry DeTamble: Yes. Very much. What's wrong?
- Clare at Eight: Nothing. I was just hoping you're married to me.
- Clare Abshire: I wrote down every time that you came to visit me.
- Henry DeTamble: Which I gather I did, or will do, fairly often.
- Clare Abshire: The last time that I saw you, I was 18. Seems that you go back to the same places a lot.
- Henry DeTamble: Yeah, it's like gravity. Big events pull you in.
- Clare Abshire: I was a big event.
- Henry DeTamble: So it would seem.
- [first lines]
- Henry at Six: [giving up] I can't sing.
- Annette DeTamble: That was fine, Henry.
- Henry at Six: I can't sing like you.
- Annette DeTamble: Of course not. You're supposed to sing like you.
- Henry DeTamble: I never wanted to have anything in my life that I couldn't stand losing. But it's too late for that. It's not because you're beautiful and smart and perfect. I don't feel alone anymore. Will you marry me?
- Clare Abshire: No. I didn't mean that. I ju... I just wanted to try it; I just wanted to say it to assert my own sense of free will. I... But my free will wants you.
- Henry DeTamble: So it's a yes?
- Clare Abshire: Yes. But of course.
- [They kiss]
- Clare Abshire: A thousand times yes.
- Alba at Nine: Tell me the story of how you and Mama met?
- Henry DeTamble: Doesn't she tell you?
- Alba at Nine: She does, but not like you do.
- Henry DeTamble: Well, it was right here in this meadow. And one fine day, your mom, who's just a tiny little thing, goes out to the clearing, and there's a man there.
- Alba at Nine: With no clothes.
- Henry DeTamble: Not a stitch on him. And after she gives him the blanket she happens to be carrying, he explains to her that he's a time traveler. Now, for some reason I'll never understand, she believes him.
- Alba at Nine: 'Cause it's true.
- Clare Abshire: Honey, do you know who that is playing with Alba?
- Henry DeTamble: That's Alba.
- Clare Abshire: Yes, I know, but who is that with her?
- Henry DeTamble: That's your daughter. She's time-travelling. Is it too weird for you?
- Clare Abshire: No, it's actually kind of magical.
- Richard DeTamble: [bitterly] If you traveled back to then, why couldn't you have stopped her from getting into that goddamn car?
- Henry DeTamble: Where's Henry?
- Clare Abshire: Uh, I left him sleeping. I needed some time away from him.
- Henry DeTamble: How's that working out for you?
- Richard DeTamble: Well, I suppose I have to meet her parents.
- Henry DeTamble: Her Dad is a Republican, and a hunter.
- Richard DeTamble: Oh dear!
- Henry DeTamble: First thing we gotta do is get someone in here to clean the place up. Make you some meals. I mean do you even eat? I mean do you want me to come around more often; take you to the doctor; help pay some bills? What?
- Richard DeTamble: No.
- Henry DeTamble: No? No to what, everything or just some of that?
- Philip Abshire: Do you ever do any hunting?
- Henry DeTamble: No. Never.
- Philip Abshire: Well, maybe I could take you out sometime.
- Henry DeTamble: I'd like that. Yeah. Usually I'm the one who's getting chased.