- James Cole: Go home to your family. In fact, when I call you in '61, just call me a douchebag, and hang up.
- Agent Robert Gale: Well, I don't know what a douchebag is, but I'll definitely call you something.
- James Cole: You're gonna help me anyway, aren't you? Another goddamn loop.
- Agent Robert Gale: I don't know. We'll find out in '61. Good luck.
- Agent Robert Gale: People just want to believe they have control over their own fate.
- James Cole: Good luck with that.
- Dr. Cassandra Railly: What do you think, Gale? About fate?
- Agent Robert Gale: In my experience, Cassie, you can bust down a door on a routine raid, and before you know it, some numbskull with a $30 popgun from Sears Roebuck is either giving you a haircut, or putting your lights out. That's not fate, that's dumb luck. But, either way, when it's time for my dirt nap... yeah, I hope I'd have something to say about it all.
- Agent Robert Gale: [seeing Cole and Cassie] Holy shit. I guess Santa brought me coal for Christmas after all.
- James Cole: We need your help.
- Agent Robert Gale: Okay.
- Agent Robert Gale: Wish I could say it was good to see you two, but I'm not so sure. I almost got shit-canned from the Bureau after what happened in '44. They passed my report about time travelers around like it was the funny papers.
- Agent Robert Gale: "Sister". You must really have taken me for a dim-witted schmo.
- James Cole: Huh? Oh. Yeah.
- Agent Robert Gale: Had me fooled back in '44. Different this time, though. The way she looks at you. The way you look at her.
- [he chuckles]
- Agent Robert Gale: That story she told about you having your giggle-stick shot off, you copping to that, too?
- James Cole: Trust me. If that had happened, we wouldn't be in this situation.
- Zalmon Shaw: They tell us time heals all wounds. Yet I believe it creates them. Tell me. For whom do you grieve?
- Dr. Cassandra Railly: My husband. He was killed inside the mine.
- [flashback]
- Dr. Cassandra Railly: We were married for 15 years. He slaved away in that mine day in and day out. We didn't have much... but we had each other. A perfect life. Or as perfect as it could be.
- Zalmon Shaw: I've been to many services. Encountered grief in many forms. Tears, laughter, and stony faces. But yours confounds me.
- Dr. Cassandra Railly: I don't understand.
- Zalmon Shaw: You wear the mask of loss, but you do not feel it. At least not for your husband. I'm afraid what I have to offer... isn't for you.
- [...]
- Dr. Cassandra Railly: You're right. I don't feel it. My husband died in the mine, but... I lost him long before. Time was our enemy. We spent so much of it apart... But there was a moment, when it was just the two of us. About to be the three of us. And it felt like we were exactly where we were supposed to be. I've never been so happy.
- [she gasps]
- Dr. Cassandra Railly: [emotionally] But it had to end. And we ended up apart. And we lost our child. I guess I thought we would find our way back to each other. But I'm still stuck, in that moment. Every day, I wake up wondering... what our family would have been like, if we had the chance to actually be one.
- Zalmon Shaw: [giving her a card] Join us at the Wake. We offer you a chance to live in that perfect moment... forever.