Life and death are always so mixed up together, in the same way some beginnings are endings and some endings become beginnings.
Bet you thought you were all gonna grow old together, sittin’ around the table at Sunday dinner and the happily ever after. No. Doesn’t work like that, Rick. Not anymore.
What kind of marriage is this? What kind of family? You’ve taken my career from me, you’ve taken my home. You’ve taken my name. I thought we were in this together.[to Elizabeth]
They’ve made us both stronger, all of them. They have no idea how strong we are. No idea what we’re going to do to them. We’ve always been together. We’ll always be together. We’re the only two people in the world.
The weight of what has happened here is too much for any one of us to bear alone. The only way we can live with it is to carry it together.[to Claire]
You make me feel real. And who you are and who we are together doesn’t make you the wrong person for the job, it makes you the only person for the job.
The right thing is to be with who you should be with. Even if it’s messy, you make it work because you know you belong together, and I know we belong together.[to Beck]