Peter (to Claire): Are you okay? Run! Go! Keep going! Run!

Claire: Who is it?
Peter: Go, to the stadium, okay? Find people, find lights. He doesn't want to be seen.
Claire: What about you?
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Claire: You... How did you...
Peter: Where is he?
Claire: I don't know. He ran away before I got here.
Peter: Police. Go get some help, okay?
Claire: Okay. I'll be back...Hey. What's your name?
Peter: Peter.
Claire: I'm Claire.
Peter: Are you the one? By saving you, did I save the world?
Claire: I don't know. I'm just a cheerleader.
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Mr.Bennet: Claire!
Claire: Dad. Dad.
Mr.Bennet: It's okay. You're okay.
Claire: Dad, it was terrible, Jackie, she...
Mr.Bennet: I know, I know.
Claire: We have to go back. We... we have to go back, Peter...
Mr.Bennet: No, no, no.
Claire: He saved my life!
Mr.Bennet: No, no, no, he'll be fine.
Claire: But we can't leave him. We can't leave him. He almost died, but then he...
He... We have to go back! We have to go back!
Mr.Bennet: The police'll take care of everything.

Claude: And that's the one you love. Off to dinner with the guy she left to be with you. Sort of fickle,don't you think?
Peter: Why would you show me that?
Claude: I didn't show you anything. She did. We just followed her. Not even very long. I'm sorry, Peter.
Peter: No,you're not. You enjoyed that.
Claude: You got this rosy film over your eyes,like a kid. It's no wonder you live like an adolescent. Posters on the wall, hair in your face.
You've got to see the world as it is. The only way you'll learn how to save it.
Peter: And what,be like you? A hermit? No one knows you're alive except for some pigeons.
Claude: You have to get rid of your distractions.
Peter: The people I love are not distractions!
Claude: Then why can't you fly? You've done it. Your body remembers how. The only thing standing in your way is you.
Peter: What am I supposed to do? Cut 'em out of my life? How cold do you expect me to be?
Claude: Did you forget you're a bomb? You've got to remember what this is about. Or,do you have to askfor your brother's permission for that as well?
Peter: Anything else that I have to do? You wanna make a list?
Claude: You're a sad cartoon of a broken heart bleeding all over the place.I'm just trying to get your mind straight.
Peter: Look, I have followed you around and listened to your half-assed wisdom.You don't have any answers! Okay? You don't know anything.You are afraid of the world.
Claude: You have to listen to me.
Peter: And I am tired of you telling me what I have to do! I don't have to do anything!
Peter: Except fly.

Peter: Son of a bitch.

Claude: Com not quite what I was expecting,but hope for the flowers yet.
Peter: You threw me. Off of a 30-story building! If I didn't regenerate,I'd be dead!
Claude: Well,you could have flown. Listen,if you hadn't have worked this one out,you'd have beenhopeless anyway. And I'd have to defuse the biggest bomb ever. But you did it,didn't you? You cleared your mind. You called out your power.
Peter: You know,before I hit the ground...when I knew what was about to happen,I had this flash...in my head,of this girl that I met in texas. This cheerleader. She could heal herself. Oh,gosh,she's this sweet kid. Sad little smile,and she just...you were wrong. I don't have to cut her out. I have to remember her! How--how she made me feel! That's how I...
Oh,god. It's happening. I'm losing it!
Claude: Well,it's a start.