Quantum Leap1989

Sam:
[trying to hypnotize Alia] You're standing on the top of a mountain, looking out. Can you see yourself there?

Alia:
Mm-hmm.

Sam:
All right. You're looking up, at a yellow sun, in the middle of a dark, dark blue sky. A warm summer breeze... blows across your face. White clouds streak across the dark blue sky. What do you see there?

Alia:
Only clouds. White clouds.

Sam:
Yes.

Alia:
And miles and miles of sky.

Sam:
That's good.

Alia:
It's almost as if I'm...

Al:
[in a trance] Dark blue sky. Clouds...

Sam:
Al.

Al:
Clouds...

Sam:
Al, where are you?

Al:
Vegas.

Sam:
[subtly clapping his hands] Al!

Al:
[wakes up] Oh, uh, Mallard Correctional Facility.