- Sara Lance: You're Gideon?
- Gideon: Hello, Captain Lance.
- Sara Lance: But you're like... I mean, you're really...
- Gideon: Human?
- Sara Lance: I was gonna say "hot", but yeah, that too.
- Rip Hunter: Dr. Palmer, it's very nice to see you again.
- Ray Palmer: You know, you nearly ruined "Star Wars", right?
- Rip Hunter: Yeah, sorry about that.
- Ray Palmer: But hey, the sun is setting, maybe I should go out catch us an iguana and prepare some of my world-famous iguana soup.
- Nate Heywood: Nah, I'm good. I brought energy bars from the ship.
- Ray Palmer: What? Energy bars?
- Nate Heywood: Mm-hmm.
- Ray Palmer: Come on, Nate, we're in the Cretaceous Period. You have to at least try the local cuisine.
- Dr. Martin Stein: [after the Waverider crashes] How many times must I tell you people Mick Rory is not to pilot this ship?
- Sara Lance: It wasn't Mick. It was Gideon.
- Mick Rory: Why didn't I get to go to Jurassic Park?
- Sara Lance: I need you to threaten Rip.
- Mick Rory: Easy money.
- Sara Lance: I said "threaten", not "hurt".
- Rip Hunter: I'm really sorry for everything I've put you through.
- Gideon: Forcing me to disable the ship or our kiss?
- Rip Hunter: How did you...?
- Gideon: If it's the latter, I rather enjoyed it.
- Rip Hunter: [he laughs quietly to himself] As did I, Gideon. As did I.
- Sara Lance: God, I'm a bitch in Rip's mind.
- Jefferson Jackson: If that's how he thinks of you in his subconscious...
- Sara Lance: It explains why he want to kill us in his real life.
- Jefferson Jackson: If that's right, then...
- Sara Lance: Then there's more than bizarro me on this ship.
- Jefferson Jackson: Like Evil Ray, Evil Stein.
- Sara Lance: Evil Mick. I guess that's just regular Mick, but still.
- Amaya Jiwe: What's that smell?
- Ray Palmer: Male T. rex urine. The only way I figured to keep Gertrude away was to douse the place with it.
- Amaya Jiwe: And where did you find male T. rex urine?
- Ray Palmer: Well...
- Amaya Jiwe: Actually, I don't wanna know.
- Gideon: Mr, Jackson, I was hoping you would hear my signal?
- Jefferson Jackson: Who are you?
- Gideon: Really? After all the time we've spent together?
- Jefferson Jackson: I think I would remember if we had... Are you figment of Rip's imagination?
- Gideon: Of sorts, but I'm very much real, as real as the Waverider herself.
- Jefferson Jackson: Gideon?
- Gideon: Hello, Mr. Jackson.
- Nate Heywood: Look, I'm not dating Amaya, but, even if I was, so what? We wouldn't make it on the ship.
- Ray Palmer: That's now what... I don't care about that. I've dated on the ship.
- Nate Heywood: You have? Who, Sara? I mean, I know she's bisexual, but I didn't think...
- Ray Palmer: No, I care about Amaya's granddaughter.
- Nate Heywood: You dated her.
- Ray Palmer: No, I've met her. Look, eventually, Amaya has to go back to her homeland in Zambezi in 1942, and she'll have a daughter and eventually a granddaughter who will inherit Amaya's totem, and she will become a superhero in Detroit. If you change Amaya's destiny, that threatens Mari's existence and the existence of all the people that she saved. Amaya isn't like the rest of us. We were recruited because we didn't matter to the time, but Amaya does. She's special. She has a destiny and so do her descendants.
- Nate Heywood: All right, how come you haven't said anything?
- Ray Palmer: Because it's dangerous to know too much about your future. Especially her.
- Nate Heywood: What does that mean?
- Ray Palmer: It's a long story, but it ends with her village being destroyed and her granddaughter in foster care.
- Nate Heywood: Are you sure Stargirl doesn't know my grandfather ended up?
- Amaya Jiwe: No, the JSA thought the pieces of the spear would be safer if they didn't know where Rip was dropping them off.
- Nate Heywood: Except Rip knows, which means the Legion of Doom probably already knows. They could already have my grandfather, or he could be dead, or they're torturing him, or he's dying, or...
- Sara Lance: We're not gonna let that happen.
- Nate Heywood: It's not just about my grandfather. It's about the entire fabric of reality that's at stake here, which you think would be incentive enough for a certain talking computer to buffer a little quicker.
- Gideon: The name is Gideon, and I'm processing data as fast as I can.
- Jefferson Jackson: Just - Just chill out, bro, all right? Let Gideon do her thing.
- Firestorm: Rip know who he is. He's our prisoner. Isn't that right, Rip?
- Jefferson Jackson: Look after, Rip.
- Gideon: Always.
- Rip Hunter: Hey, what you planning on doing?
- Sara Lance: Guess we're gonna have to kick our own asses.
- Firestorm: Looks like somebody forgot to bring their powers.