San: You all right? Virt: I think i crapped myself a little Sam: Just a little? you've got nerves of steel.

Still Caine hesitated. A big, warm bed. A beautiful girl to share it with. Food. Water. Everything he needed, just a few miles away on the island. The logical, rational answer was obvious. "Which is why the world stays messed up," Caine said under his breath. "People aren't rational." He took a few deep, steadying breaths, and prepared to die for power.

He found a set of encyclopedias—like Wikipedia, but paper and very bulky.

Man, don't ever be sorry you don't want to kill someone.

Brittney, it was wrong to murder even before Moses brought down the commandments. Right and wrong doesn't come from God. It's inside us. And we know it. And even if God appears right in front of us, and tells us to our faces to murder, it's still wrong.

Sam’s probably out there somewhere being his usual heroic self,” Caine said. “I can’t let that boy save the world all alone. I’d never live it down.

We didn't Make this World we're just the Poor Fools who are living in it.