The Bumblebee Flies Anyway

Cassie:
If you had a mirror that only reflected what you used to be, would you want to look into it?

Billy:
You're the normal one, right? The one who doesn't die in the end?

Barney Snow:
[writing a note to himself] My name is Barney Snow. I was in a car crash. Red. [folds the paper and sticks it under a desk lamp, then sighs and removes it] Great. I can't even remember my own name, how am I going to remember to look there?

Barney Snow:
Are the others beyond hope?

Dr. Harriman:
No. Beyond curing maybe, but never beyond hope.

Barney Snow:
Billy, you're going to get in trouble riding around this late.

Billy:
What are they going to do, kill me?

Allie Roon:
G... gr... gr... g-g-great ass.

Barney Snow:
I'm a blank page, and all that gets written on it is people dying.

Cassie:
I blab, nervous habit.

Barney Snow:
Blab on... I like the sound of it.

Billy:
C'mon Mazzo, get in.

Mazzo:
I can walk.

Billy:
And I can tap dance, get in the chair.

Barney Snow:
[to Mazzo] Now there's a new memory. Of a time not long ago, when I was just like you.

Barney Snow:
Even through the fog I was living in, the memories of you were most clear. Only you. Cassie, promise me that if a time ever comes that I don't remember any of this, tell me our story.