“Kaylee do you know why you are here?" "Yeah. Because the doors are locked.”
“Why did *I* lock the door? Why did YOU lock the door? Someone locked the door...”
“If men are naturally in a state of war, why do they always carry arms and why do they have keys to lock their doors?”
“Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?”
“Do you know why you’re here? Shall I tell you why we brought you here? To cure you.To make you sane.”
“You're not lost, Kaylee. You can't ever be lost, because I'll always know where you are. And if I'm not there with you, I'm on my way, and nothing standing between us will be standing for very long.”