PETER: Medford?
OLIVIA: No.
PETER: Holliston?
OLIVIA: Uh, only if I am being punished.
PETER: Wayburn?
OLIVIA: Only if I’m dead.
PETER: Alright. How about Lexington? Three beds, central heat and air, dog run. Did you know that I had a Lab when I was growing up?
OLIVIA: No, I thought you were allergic.
PETER: I was, but Walter made him non-allergenic. It’s got a working fireplace in the bedroom.
OLIVIA: Nursery?
PETER: Nursery?
OLIVIA: Nursery.


EDWARD: All set. Enjoy. Can I help you?
PETER: I hope so. The lady here is looking for a book called Lake of the Long Sun, by Gene Wolf. Do you know him?
EDWARD: Are you kidding me? I worship him. And a girl as beautiful as you who likes Sci-Fi is a girl after my own heart. I’m Ed, by the way.
OLIVIA: Olivia. Sorry, taken.


Lincoln: Are you okay? I mean, with all you’ve been through in the past few days… You know, if you ever… need anything… I’m here.
Olivia: I know.


You have been home all along…. I believe you could not be fully erased because the people who care about you would not let you go. And you… would not let them go. I believe you call it Love.