Flashforward

Agent Janis Hawk:
How can I have faith in something I'm not even sure is real?

Agent Mark Benford:
Then you've got a problem... because that's what faith is.

Stanford Wedeck:
One of the agents here repeated to me something that a friend had mentioned to him... and he said, "We're all prophets now." And, you know, I can't think of a prophet worth a damn that didn't suffer. And I also can't think of a prophet... that God didn't love.

Ned Ned:
I was rocking leather pants - I've never rocked leather pants! It's always been one of my top three fears, along with clowns and escalators, but there I was - rockin' out at this bar that I've always wanted to go to but I've never gone to, because I thought I'd be too nervous, that I'd be, well, too nervous - but it wasn't that way. I was happy; I was at peace. Oh - and I was black!

Zoey Andata:
Are you guys Gitmo-ing a suspect downtown?

Agent Demetri Noh:
...No.

Zoey Andata:
Some blonde? Arrested the day of the blackout? Bin Laden in Prada?

Agent Demetri Noh:
I can't confirm or deny this, so...

Zoey Andata:
I think you just did, sweetie.

Agent Demetri Noh:
Wow...

Zoey Andata:
Look - professionally, if the Bureau's violating someone's due process, that's uncool. But personally, if that woman has anything to do with the blackout, I really hope you're getting all Dick Cheney on her ass to find out what she knows.

[first lines]

[Agent Mark Benford awakens to find himself in his overturned car on a freeway overpass; he crawls out and is surrounded by the sound of screaming and shouts for help as he sees countless crash scenes and injured people]

Agent Mark Benford:
Demetri! Demetri!

Flosso:
That is the sound of the whole world waking up.

Simon Campos:
I never get pushed around, and I always get even.

[first lines]

Simon:
I know what caused the flash-forwards... You don't believe me.

Camille:
Well, of course I do. The world's greatest mystery's been solved by a boozer on a train bound for Los Angeles.

Simon:
[points to her cellphone] Can you connect to the Internet with that? Real quick, do an image search for "Quantum Physicist Genius". Go on; I'll wait... Which came up first, me winning the Robert Wilson award or the jaunty one of me holding lab goggles over my genitals?

Camille:
[stunned to see the second image pop up] Hold up - you really...

Simon:
I'm obviously wasting my time.

Camille:
I'm sorry; I've just heard that line a hundred times before.

Simon:
Do you really want to know?

Camille:
Of course.

Simon:
The flash-forwards were caused by you. It's simple quantum mechanics, really. Whenever a heavenly body carries such an intense force of attraction, the universe just goes... bananas.

Camille:
[vaguely amused] Sounds technical.

Simon:
Helps if you have a Ph.D. or two. If my calculations are correct, your dark energy can bring about another catastrophe at any moment.

Simon:
Are you aware of the Double Slit Experiment? ?

Camille:
Well, there was that one time in college...

Simon:
What about Schr?dinger's cat?

Camille:
No, I'm not that kinky.

[last lines]

Lloyd Simcoe:
Our experiment killed 20 million people, Simon. What more is there to say?

[last lines]

Charlie Benford:
D. Gibbons is a bad man...