- Sierra: This secret we have, can you keep it?
- Topher Brink: I can keep it. But I don't know if I can live with it.
- Sierra: I know I can't. But I don't have to.
- [Sits back and prepares for a treatment]
- Adelle DeWitt: I'd no sooner let you near another one of our actives than I'd let a mad dog near a child.
- Nolan Kinnard: What did you say?
- Adelle DeWitt: You're a rapist scumbag just one tick short of a murderer. I've forgotten, do you take sugar with your tea?
- Topher Brink: Alpha got it to work through a phone, nonetheless. Are you comparing my intelligence to Alpha's? Well, you're talking to yourself like he does. That's... a very good point.
- Topher Brink: Do you know where you are?
- Sierra: I'm in... hell?
- Topher Brink: You're in Los Angeles. I can understand the mix up.
- Topher Brink: [Reading Saunder's report on Sierra] "I can only conclude that if the dark shapes don't symbolize Sierra's state of mind before intake. They must represent extreme sense of anxiety and rage associated with..."
- [Reads his own name]
- Topher Brink: I'm not the bad man.
- Sierra: What's his name?
- [Topher looks where she's pointing]
- Topher Brink: Victor.
- Sierra: I love him... Is that real?
- Topher Brink: Yes. Yes. It's real. He loves you back.
- Adelle DeWitt: Which Dr. Saunders would that be? The avuncular physician so brutally cut down not five feet from where you were standing? Or the last woman to whom you gave a permanent imprint, the other wounded flower you restored by offering her a new life. Who apparently found you so unbearable she had to flee the city, is it that one?
- Echo: Thanks for the treatment, Shaggy.
- Topher Brink: No problem, I can't remember your name today...
- Nolan Kinnard: Would you ever be interested in uh, making something for me? Something very large?
- Sierra: Like an elephant?
- Nolan Kinnard: No. Like a painting. A big painting that would cost a lot more money.
- Pam: Oh, you're loaded too.
- Nolan Kinnard: I'm uh, overpaid.
- Matthew Harding: This is an elaborate expensive seduction. I mean, uh, this is the least Rossum could do after all your work with us. But couldn't you just buy her a necklace, or boat or something?
- Nolan Kinnard: I've tried all that. But she's an artist. A free spirit, Harding. She can't be bought.
- Matthew Harding: But can she be lured?
- Nolan Kinnard: We'll see.
- Topher Brink: I helped Sierra, you know? She was paranoid schizophernic when she came here - psychotic. And I helped her.
- Boyd Langton: How did this get by DeWitt?
- Topher Brink: We gotta tell her. She's going to flip her biscuits. Unless... you don't think she already knows?
- Adelle DeWitt: She does now.
- Matthew Harding: Do you really want to go to Rossum with this? And accuse one of their most valued assets of being a kidnapper and rapist.
- Adelle DeWitt: That is what he is! And if we do this, what does that make us?
- Matthew Harding: What we are already.
- Adelle DeWitt: We're not slave merchants, Mr. Harding. I won't do this. However she got here, she's here. In my house, and therefore in my care!
- Adelle DeWitt: The cold reality is that everyone here was chosen because their morals had been compromised in some way. Everyone except you, Topher. You were chosen because you had no morals. You had always thought of people as playthings. This is not a judgement. You always take good care of your toys. But you're going to have to let this one go.
- Sierra: Do you want me wide eyed and demure? Or stupid? Did you want me to be a mute?
- [Angrily]
- Sierra: Which is it Nolan? Which fantasy did you want to keep forever?
- Nolan Kinnard: Priya?
- Sierra: You just couldn't take "no" for an answer.
- Boyd Langton: You're pushing. The actives. The staff. What you're doing could have consequences that you can't predict or control. Some people are not ready to wake up.
- Echo: I don't care. Something bad is coming. Like a storm. And I want everyone to survive it. They need to wake up.
- Boyd Langton: Echo, you stir things up, you might bring the storm on yourself.
- Topher Brink: Priya does not belong in the Dollhouse.
- Boyd Langton: She does now... Now I have to start the lies.