The Leftovers Season 1 quotes

Kevin Garvey

Nobody's ready to feel better. Ready to fuckin' explode.

Been having this dream Tom, it's the same one over and over. It's about my son. "We're gone Daddy," he says to me and all the people who stayed. "They're pretending like it never happened... they're asleep but they need to wake up now." So I ask him why. Why now? And he says "Therefore watch and remember, that by the space of three years I cease not to warn them night and day with tears" The grace period's over, Tom. Time to go to work.

Nora Durst

The best day of my life happened a few months before October 14th, but I didn't know it. It just seemed like, um, a nice day, you know, all four of us at the beach: my husband, my 6-year-old son, and my 4-year-old daughter. Their names were...are Doug, Jeremy, and Erin. The kids built a sand castle. Doug and I, we just sat on a blanket and watched them work, and it was just perfect, and it felt like, um I didn't deserve anything that good. This one Saturday, the winter before that, we all got hit with the stomach flu, the whole family. We were all feverish and throwing up, and I couldn't even get out of bed, and the kids were lying there with us, and I could feel the heat coming off their bodies, and I remember thinking, "This is it," I was gonna die. I'm not greedy. I'm not asking for that perfect day at the beach. Just give me that horrible Saturday, all four of us sick and miserable, but alive and together.

[about dogs that have gone wild] No, no, no not all of them did, just the ones that witnessed it, you know, who were actually there when someone went...

...Poof!

Dog are just animals, man. They're not like us, trying to reason it all out, make sense of shit that makes no sense. They see something like that, and they just snap. All bets are off right there. No more chasing sticks, no more licking your own balls.

...ha

Then just go primal, man. Same thing's gonna happen to us. It's just taking longer.

They are not our dogs.

Kevin Garvey

What?

You said they were our dogs. They're not. Not anymore.

Kevin Garvey

Am I awake?

Heh! Well, you are now, Chief.

Aimee

I may have fucked that barista, so if he spit in your chai, that's on me.

You are aware that people like dogs?

I like dogs.

Then stop fucking shooting them because that's something crazy people do!

Jesus, I never should have told you to watch the fucking 'Wire.'

Matt Jamison

This is the story of a a little boy. I'd say, "Stop me if you've heard this one before," but you have, and I don't really want to be stopped. This boy, he's a good kid; not perfect, but good, and when he's about 10 years old, his mom and dad tell him he's gonna have a baby sister. And the baby sister comes, and of course he loves her very much. But she's getting attention. His attention. So he wishes actually he prays for that attention back and a month later, he's diagnosed with acute lymphatic leukemia. And the cancer eats away at the boy until there is almost nothing left. But he fights it. He survives and now he has a choice to make. Does he decide that he was punished or that he was rewarded? Will he be angry for having been made to suffer, or will he be grateful for that suffering because it changed him? This is the story of a little girl. She's 8 years old, and just over a week ago, she's playing in the park. She loves to go high on the swings, up to the point where you hang there for a moment, suspended, before the chains clink and gravity pulls you back down. She's been asleep in a coma, for 9 days now. Her brain activity is negligible. Her outcome is undetermined. The girl's name is Emily and so that little boy is asking for attention again now. For Emily, let us pray.

Kevin Garvey

Is she OK?

Aimee

She's Jill.

Kevin Garvey

What does that mean?

Aimee

She doesn't really do OK.

Kevin Garvey

[to the Guilty Remnant] Where's Patti? Get all your people together here in 5 minutes from all your fuckin' houses. I'll wait...It's just been made clear to me that it's officially open season on you people. Now, the ideal thing would be for you all to stay off the streets, but we all know that's not gonna happen, is it? Whistles. Keep these on you at all times. Use them. I got my people on extra patrols, and they're ready to respond. This doesn't have to happen again, but that's on you. No one understands whatever it is you believe in. They don't give a shit long as you leave them alone. But if you keep following people around, buying up their homes, painting everything white, breaking into their houses, they will retaliate. Any questions? I'll take them in writing. Thank you for your time.

Kevin Garvey

It's Meg, right? Do you still talk?

Meg Abbott

Yes.

Kevin Garvey

Where's Laurie?

Meg Abbott

I don't know.

Kevin Garvey

Is she OK?

Meg Abbott

I don't know.

Kevin Garvey

I'm the only person that gives a shit about you people, and you won't even tell me where my wife is?

Meg Abbott

She's not your wife anymore.

Patti Levin

[to Laurie] I brought her here, too. Just over a year ago. Gladys sat right there where you're sittin' right now. I don't know how, but she somehow got word that her son had died. Did she ever tell you she had a son?

Patti Levin

It was over in Yemen, I think. His helicopter just crashed or some such, and as you can imagine, she did not take it very well. She questioned her commitment, she became distracted, and she began to feel again. And there was a lot of mopin' and cryin' around the house, and then it started to happen out in the open. So I brought her here, I fed her, and I invited her to speak her troubles out loud. I gave her every opportunity to talk. She never spoke one word, never broke, just like you. So I'm going to tell you what I told her. I understand the pull. I understand. It's your family. It's your past. I understand that going back to them feels comfortable and easy because the alternative, what we do, is very, very hard. But there can't be any doubt, Laurie because doubt is fire! And fire is gonna burn you up until you are but ash!

Matt Jamison

My name is Matt Jamison. I didn't know your friend very well. I don't even know if you considered her a friend, but she lived here, with all of you. I tried to give her a blanket once on a cold winter day, but she wouldn't take it. She was committed to her path. I don't understand your faith, but I understand commitment and I respect it. But we are, all of us, no matter what we've suffered, still alive. We still feel pain and sorrow. We still feel loss. We still feel love. This woman was one of you, and now she's gone. I know you cannot speak her name. I know you cannot say good-bye. But I ask you at least to let me.

For whoever is joined with all of the living, there is hope. Surely, a live dog is better than a dead lion. Hope. It's your weakness. You want it gone because you don't deserve it. Nora, you do deserve hope. I've seen my own death, and it's coming upon me very soon, so this is your one chance, your only chance, and the question remains the same: Do you want to feel this way?

Nora Durst

No. No.

Then let me take it from you.

Nora Durst

Will I forget them?

Never.