The Leftovers Season 2
Sheriff: What are you doing?
Kevin, Sr.: Preventing the apocalypse. What are you doing?
Kevin Sr.: OK. Since you clearly weren't listening the first time I told you, I'm not a part of Kevin, Jr.'s story, he's a part of mine. He's the one who guided me here. He's the reason I'm here.
Matt: I'm sorry. When did this happen?
Kevin Sr.: When he was eight years old.
Matt: Well, children don't feature prominently in scripture.
Kevin Sr.: What about Abraham's kid?
Matt: He was 36 years old.
Kevin Sr.: No, when he tried to sacrifice him.
Matt: He was a grown man, 36 years old.
Kevin Sr.: That makes no fuckin' sense at all.
On the seventh year anniversary of the Sudden Departure, the rains will come, and with them a great flood. I have to sing to make them stop.
Sr.
Grace: But you're not an angel, there is no message and God doesn't care about me. It's all just a story I told myself. It's all just a stupid, silly story, and I believed it because I've gone a bit crazy, haven't I?
Sr.: No, Grace. I don't think you're crazy at all. You just got the wrong Kevin.
If we can't have a sense of humor about you being the messiah, we're going to have a problem.
Nora
Doctor: Ms. Durst, I'm sorry if this seems inappropriate, but one of the orderlies, he said he saw you in the parking lot last month before you came in? I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding, but he said that he saw you slam your car door on your arm. On purpose.
Nora: Now, why in God's name would I do that?
Nora [phone ringing]: Hello?
Man: Hi. Is this Nora Durst?
Nora: Yes. Who's this?
Man: Is this a secure line?
Nora: Who is this?
Man: It's Mark Linn-Baker.
Nora: Who?
Mark: Mark Linn-Baker. I'm calling on behalf of a third party and they've asked me to ask you. Would you like to see your children again?
Nora: What?
Mark: Your children, Erin and Jeremy. Would you like to see them again?
Nora: Listen to me, you shit, your third party obviously doesn't know that I'm a fraud investigator for the DSD and I'm going to find out exactly what it is...
Mark: They know your kids' names, Nora, I'm pretty sure they know what you do. And they don't care. You don't have to trace me. I'm at the Crown Central in St. Louis. Just ask for Mark Linn-Baker.
Kevin: I tear it off every time. I just do it to feel, um. I don't want to die.
Nora: It's OK.
Kevin: It is?
Nora: You don't need to explain, Kevin. Hey, look, I got a tattoo. A couple hundred more and I'll catch up with you.
Kevin: Let's have a baby.
Nora: What?
Kevin: I want to have a baby. With you.
Nora: [laughs uncontrollably] Hey. Are you happy?
Kevin: Yes.
Nora: I'm happy, too. Let's not fuck that up, OK?
Nora: Well, do you know what I wish? I wish you'd never left her for me.
Tom: I didn't leave Lily for you, Nora, I left her for my dad. I didn't even know you existed.
Mark: And I'm only going to be here for the next 24 hours, so if you want to see your children, you need to come see me. In person. Nora?
Nora: Yeah?
Mark: This is real.
Nora: Mark?
Mark: Yeah?
Nora: I don't know if you are a victim of this or a part of it, but if this is real, if they've actually built this device, they're not [sighs] sending people to some magical place to be with their loved ones. They're incinerating them.
Mark: Four series regulars. Three go, one stays. Do you know what the odds of that are?
Nora [pictures her empty dinner table]: One in a hundred twenty-eight thousand.
Mark: What happened was arbitrary. It was purposeless. It wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything to deserve this. So no, Nora, I don't want to kill myself. I want to take some fuckin' control.
