I know this world is suck. But at least it's real.
– Let me ease their pain, Clarke. We can save the human race together.
– You don't ease pain. You overcome it. And we will.
We'll figure something out. We always do.
– Give them a real choice, and I won't pull this lever. Give them back their pain, their memories. Let them decide for themselves.
– She can't. Her core command is to make life better for mankind. She still thinks she's doing that.
– You don't have to bear the burden of decisions like this one, Clarke. You don't have to live with the pain of the things that you've done anymore. The lives you have taken. And those you've lost. You will be at peace. You will live forever.
– I've tried running away from my pain. It doesn't work.
– Define "perverse instantiation".
– Perverse instantiation... the implementation of a benign final goal through deleterious methods unforeseen by a human programmer.
– Like killing 6.5 billion people to solve overpopulation. The goal isn't everything, A. L. I. E. How you reach the goal matters, too. I'm sorry that I didn't teach you that.
Human beings are the only species that act against their own self-interest. We torture each other, we fight, hurt each other, break each other's hearts.
– You're really willing to trust that guy with your life?
– No. But you'll be covering us the entire time. And I trust you.
You believe that to defeat an enemy who will stop at nothing, you must stop at nothing. How is that different than blood must have blood?
You know, you're not the only one trying to forgive yourself. Maybe we'll get that someday. But we need each other, Bellamy. What we're doing now, the only way we're gonna pull this off is together.
– Octavia will forgive you eventually. The question is, will you forgive yourself?
– Forgiveness is hard for us.
– There may be blood on your hands, but it's not Lincoln's.
– Some of it is.
– Maybe. But you didn't want that to happen. You tried to stop it.
Following the creepy music is a bad idea.
You know, it's ok to fall apart a little, Octavia. You loved him.
– What do you do when you realize… you might not be the good guy?
– Maybe there are no good guys.
In peace may you leave the shore. In love may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels until our final journey on the ground... May we meet again.