The Leftovers

Kevin Garvey:
Goodbye, Patti.

John Murphy:
[On why he was sent to prison for attempted murder] I guess I didn't try hard enough.

Evangeline Murphy:
So, is she adopted, or did your mom f*** a black guy?

Evangeline Murphy:
Knock knock.

John Murphy:
Who's there?

Aimee:
Just so you know, it is possible for some people to be okay, Jill.

Jill Garvey:
Are you okay, Aimee?

Aimee:
I, am f***ing fantastic, and I've got to say that I think your dad could be too if you'd just f***ing let him.

Jill Garvey:
Did you f*** him?

Aimee:
What?

Jill Garvey:
Did you? Did you f*** my dad?

Aimee:
[sarcastically] Yeah, Jill. I did. i f***ed your dad. And I felt really bad about it, so I was like "Hey Mr Garvey this is so wrong." But he was like "Hey, let's stop pretending to be okay, because no one is okay" and he was totally right. And he was so hard, Jill. So I f***ed the sh*t out of him on top of a pile of guns.

Jill Garvey:
F*** you!

Aimee:
F*** you! [stalks off]

Aimee:
She's Jill. She doesn't do OK.

Matt Jamison:
Is this real?

Mary Jamison:
It's real.

Erika Murphy:
We're spared! We're not spared!

Laurie Garvey:
Do you wanna join us?

John Murphy:
There are no miracles in Miracle.

Lucy Warburton:
Jesus, I never should have told you to watch the f***ing 'Wire.'

Lucy Warburton:
They're heroes because nobody's going to come to a parade on 'We Don't Know What the F*** Happened' Day.

Kevin Garvey:
Am I awake?

Adam Frost:
No, no, no not all of them did, just the ones that witnessed it, you know, who were actually there when someone went...

Scott Frost:
...Poof!

Adam Frost:
Dog are just animals, man. They're not like us, trying to reason it all out, make sense of sh*t that makes no sense. They see something like that, and they just snap. All bets are off right there. No more chasing sticks, no more licking your own balls.

Scott Frost:
...ha

Adam Frost:
Then just go primal, man. Same thing's gonna happen to us. It's just taking longer.

Meg Abbott:
This must be hard, huh? Not knowing what's going to happen?

Kevin Garvey:
I think something's f***ing wrong with me.

Kevin Garvey, Sr.:
I think you're right.

Kevin Garvey:
Why isn't it enough?

Kevin Garvey, Sr.:
Because every man rebels against the idea that 'this is f***ing it.' Fights windmills, saves f***ing damsels, all in search of greater purpose. [pause] You have no greater purpose. Because - 'it' - is enough... So cut the sh*t, K?

Nora Durst:
Dear Kevin, I need to say goodbye to someone I care about, someone who's still here, so I'm saying it to you. You were good to me Kevin, and sometimes when we were together, I remembered who I used to be before everything changed, but I was pretending. Pretending as if I hadn't lost everything. I want to believe it can all go back to the way it was, I want to believe I'm not surrounded by the abandoned ruin of a dead civilization, I want to believe it's still possible to get close to someone. But it's easier not to. It's easier because I'm a coward and I couldn't take the pain, not again. I know that's not fair, Kevin. You've lost so much too, and you're strong. You're still here. But I can't be, not anymore. I tried to get better, Kevin. I didn't want to feel this way, so I took a shortcut. But it led me right back home. And do you know what I found when I got there? I found them, Kevin, right where I left them. Right where they left me. It took me three years to accept the truth, but now I know there's no going back, no fixing it. I'm beyond repair. Maybe we're all beyond repair. I can't go on the way I'm living, but I don't have the power to die. But I have to move towards something. Anything. I'm not sure where I'm going, just away. Away from all this. I think about a place where nobody will know what happened to me, but then I worry I'll forget them, but I don't want to ever forget them, I can't. They were my family. I think I loved you, Kevin, and maybe you loved me too. I wish I could say this to you instead of writing it, I wish I could see you one last time to thank you and wish you well, and tell you how much you mean to me, but I can't. Like I said, I'm a coward. So, wish me luck, I think I'm going to need it. Love, Nora.