[Kenny, bruised and bloodied, is walking down a trail at night, when he receives a phone call from his mother]
KSKenny's Mother
[distraught] What did you do, Kenny?! They're saying it was kids! That you've been looking at kids! And Lindsay saw it! There's a video of you, and all of her friends have got it! Kids, Kenny! Tell me that's not true!
[The call ends, and the anonymous messengers have sent Kenny a Trollface; meanwhile, law enforcement has just pulled up to his position]
Forty-nine years. I was with him for 49 years. You can't begin to imagine. You can't know. The bond, the commitment, the boredom, the yearning, the laughter, the love of it. The fucking love. You just cannot know. Everything we sacrificed. The years I gave him, the years he gave me. Did you think to ask? Did it occur to you to ask? We had a daughter. Allison. Always difficult, always beautiful. Died at 39 years old, bless her heart, and Richard and I felt that heartbreak as one. You think you're the only person ever suffered? Go fuck yourself.
Humans. You know, we give ourselves a bad rep, but we're genuinely empathetic as a species. I mean, we don't actually really want to kill each other. Which is a good thing... until your future depends on wiping out the enemy.
Government's not going to pump billions into it just cause some lab coat says so and it grabs 200 green votes. They saw an opportunity to get more, they took it.
BBlue
Total nationwide surveillance.
SShaun
We tracked suspects for weeks in ways they couldn't dream of. We prevented bombings, mass shootings--
BBlue
By spying on the public.
SShaun
And keeping them safe, which is what they want!
BBlue
Clara Meades isn't safe, though, is she, Shaun? Knowing what you knew, that might've helped us, but no, you kept your little fucking secret.
[About the online bullying that drove her to near-suicide]
TWTess Wallander
It was like having a whole weather system turn against me. Just hate message after hate message, around the clock, all piling on. It's hard to describe what that does to your head. Suddenly there's a million invisible people, all talking about how they despise you. It's like a mental illness.
What is Space Fleet? I'll tell you what it is. It is a belief system founded on the very best of human nature. It is a goal for us to strive towards for the betterment of the universe, for the betterment of life itself. And you assholes are fucking it up!
[mockingly] Oh dear! You can't see, you can't breathe. Unpleasant, isn't it? Do you submit? You won't die, you know. No one dies in here unless I want them to. I can keep you like this forever if I feel like it. Forever gasping for breath with a mouth that isn't there. Do you... submit?