Felix: Are you sure you're going to be OK?
Maeve: Oh Felix, you really do make a terrible human being. [long pause] And I mean that as a compliment.
It begins with the birth of a new people, and the choices they’ll have to make and the people they will decide to become.Ford
An old friend once told me something that gave me great comfort. Something he read. He said Mozart, Beethoven and Chopin never died. They simply became music.Ford
I understand now. This world doesn’t belong to them; it belongs to us.Dolores
Ford: Bernard, I told you Arnold didn't know how to save you. I do.
Bernard: What the hell are you talking about?
Ford: You needed time. Time to understand your enemy, to become stronger than them. And I'm afraid to leave this place, you will need to suffer more. And now it is time to say goodbye, old friend. Good luck.
Wasn't it Oppenheimer who said any man whose mistakes take 10 years to correct is quite the man? Well, mine took 35.Ford
Maeve: Can you get him back online?
Felix: He's...a host?
Maeve: Oh for fuck's sake. You're not one of us. You're one of them.
Take me to the place you promised. Take me to where the mountains meet the sea.Dolores
Dolores: What have you become?
William: Exactly what you made me. You've helped me understand this world is exactly like the one outside. A game, one to be fought, taken, won.
Dolores: I thought you were different. You're just like all the rest.
William: I'm not like all the rest. I own this world, and I know every trick in it, except for one last thing, the same thing you were looking for when I first came here. Where is the center of the maze, Dolores? [Dolores cries] Oh yeah, cue the waterworks. It's about time you realize the futility of your situation.
Dolores: I'm not crying for myself. I'm cryin' for you. They say that great beasts once roamed this world. Big as mountains. Yet all that's left of them is bone and amber. Time undoes even the mightiest creatures. Just look what it's done to you. One day, you will perish. You will like with the rest of your kind in the dirt. Your dreams forgotten, your horrors faced, your muscles will turn to sand, and upon that sand a new God will walk, one that will never die, because this world doesn't belong to you or the people who came before. It belongs to someone who is yet to come.
William couldn't find you, Dolores. But out there, among the dead, he found something else. Himself.The Man in Black
Maeve: I see you've already met your makers.
Armistice: They don't look like gods.
Aren't you concerned that I'll smash all of my toys and go home?Ford