Forbidden Science

Julia White:
[voiceover] Memories are tricky things. Sometimes they're real and sometimes they're imagined. I remember being in a dark claustrophobic place; somewhere cold. I try to move my arms, but they're numb. I hear machinery whining in the background and sometimes I can feel someone watching me. I don't know how I got here, and every time I try to remember, it only comes in small pieces, fractured, like broken glass. My name is Stephanie, that much I'm sure of. Stephanie White. And I think I might've died.

Julia White:
If someone is only alive because another person died, how should they feel about that?

Priest:
How do you feel about it?

Julia White:
I should feel guilty, I guess. But I don't. It's like I'm living someone else's life. I, I don't know who I am. I'm the carbon copy of a dead woman, inside and out.

Priest:
I'm afraid I don't understand.

Julia White:
The reason I'm here, what I wanted to ask you is... Father, do you think clones have souls?

Colin Sommers:
I built 4Ever Innovations to improve upon creation, not replace it. To repair damaged organs, to bring back those we've lost. And perhaps in time, to discover a way to live beyond the limits of mortality.

Colin Sommers:
[looking at the protesters] Look at them. We offer a chance to live longer and healthier, to save lives, and what do they do? They march in protest. Yesterday it was stem cells, today it's cloning. I gotta admit, part of me admires them in a weird sort of way.

Laura Lucas:
Admire them? They're idiots.

Colin Sommers:
No, they're believers. They're willing to sacrifice everything they have for what they believe in. I can't say I've ever believed in anything that much.

Laura Lucas:
Samantha's father, Jacob, he's the believer, not her. You know why? Because he can f***ing walk!

Bethany Montrose:
I saw her once, you know. The girl Adrian was...

Julia White:
You saw her? What did she look like?

Bethany Montrose:
Naked.

Julia White:
Ouch. So, you actually caught... Sorry. No wonder you have nightmares.

Bethany Montrose:
We never even really talked about it. Most women would've screamed or yelled. I should've at least thrown something. That's what women do in these situations. Right?

Julia White:
I don't know. Last time I argued with my husband, he threw me down a flight of stairs and killed me.

Bethany Montrose:
[chuckles] Yeah, I should've done that to him.

Bethany Montrose:
You seen Laura around?

Dr. Philip Wise:
It's Saturday, you know?

Bethany Montrose:
You're here.

Dr. Philip Wise:
Yeah, I'm life-impaired.

Bethany Montrose:
Oh, aren't we all?

David:
So, what's a woman like you doing on the market anyways?

Julia White:
What kind of woman would that be?

David:
Let's face it. You're brilliant, you're intelligent, you're gorgeous.

Julia White:
[laughs] Nice save.

Julia White:
Well, I can pretend to be like everyone else, but let's face it, I'm a clone with the memories of a dead woman. Everything I have, or like, or even remember, isn't really mine.

Bethany Montrose:
Well, you got us.

Laura Lucas:
For what that's worth. Hey, come on. Three attractive ladies, sitting at home bitching on a Sunday night, not a man in sight.

Bethany Montrose:
Amen!