Murphy: I'm still you're father. You know, things change. You changed. Zona cured me. Lucy: You didn't need to be cured. You weren't some kind of disease to be cured and neither am I!
Murphy: So, Warren. I don't mean to be a buzzkill on your mission from God or whatever it is, but do you have any idea where the hell we're going? Warren: East. Murphy: East. But just east? How far east? Warren: Not sure. For now, as far as we can go.
