You and I have met before. New York City, 1942. You haven't aged a bit. Lazarus pit? Oh, woman of mystery. I know that look in your eye, though. That's the look of someone that I've taken everything from.
Sara
Not everything. You haven't taken my soul. Which I've already lost, and I'm not eager to do again. And that's why... I'm sparing your life.
DDarhk
How merciful of you.
Sara
I'm sparing you to prolong your suffering. 'Cause I'm from the future, Damien, and I know how this all ends. Your Ark. Your grand vision. Just as you're about to accomplish everything you desire, your wife is murdered. The love of your life. And in total despair, you even try to kill your own daughter. An entire city rises up against you. And then you die. Defeated and alone.
Gideon thinks that the Legion's attack on Mr. Hunter's film set caused this George Lucas guy to quit movie making. As a result, he never made some movie about space battles or another one about an improbably handsome archaeologist.
In the unaltered timeline, Dr. Palmer sees Star Wars as a child and is inspired to become an inventor. Likewise, Dr. Heywood chooses to be a historian after seeing Indiana Jones instead of becoming a yoga instructor.
Rip's probably being tortured by the Legion of Doom right now. The sooner we can locate another piece of the Spear, the sooner we can set a trap and rescue him.
Oh, please. Everyone has their favorite kill. You want to hear mine? Her name was Black Canary. I will never forget her. Hm. It was so... delicious... killing her. They told me that I had done it before, but I can't imagine it ever getting old.
[lifting Sara in the air magically] The very first thing I did in this reality was acquire my magic. I'm gonna miss you, Miss Lance. Having you around to attend to my every whim was too enticing to pass up. Plus, it's so hard to find good help these days.