The Bourne Legacy

Number Three:
[wolves howling in the distance] Your friends are here.

Aaron:
I know. Don't you think that's strange? The wolves? They don't do that. They don't track people.

Number Three:
Well, maybe they don't think you're human.

Aaron:
With all due respect, sir, now's not the best time. Twenty minutes, this place is gonna fall apart.

Byer:
I'm aware of that. I'll take the chance. We need to talk. I need you to stop what you're doing and turn around. That's an order. We got screwed on the intel, okay? Nobody knew those people were in there. It would be perfectly normal for a person to have doubts about the morality of what we just asked you to do.

Aaron:
Is that a question, sir?

Byer:
No, it's not. Tune in to what I'm trying to say to you. Do you know what a sin eater is? [Aaron mouths no] Well, that's what we are. We are the sin eaters. It means that we find the moral excrement that we find in this situation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our cause can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary. You understand?

Aaron:
[shakes his head yes] Will that be all?

Marta:
Look, I want to get out! Would you please stop the car?

Aaron:
You can't be that naive.

Marta:
Would you let me out of the car?

Aaron:
There's no way you're that naive. [swerves the car to the side of the road] You want out? Get out. Go on. Get out. You don't have any chems. You don't know where they are. You don't know anything. That's fine. Just get out. But you got a plan, right? Yeah, of course you do. You're a doctor. You've got this all worked out, don't you? What are you gonna do? Huh? What are you gonna do? You can't run, not alone. You don't know how. You certainly can't hide. Not from people like this, with the resources they have. You won't make it to sundown. So what's that leave you? You can go public. Sure. You can go loud. Call your sister, 'cause that worked out well for you. Call some ex-roomate. Call a guy that knows a guy at The Washington Post. Put it online. 'Cause you know what? You blow me off, that's the only play you've got. But you'd better ask yourself this- could you ever say it loud enough or fast enough that they'd be too afraid to finish what they started? Now, I've got a plan, and it's just not that complicated. What I'm going to do is wait for the next person to show up to kill you. Maybe they can help me. So go for it.

There Was Never Just One

Mark Turso:
Is it possible?

Ezra Kramer:
Possible? We had Bourne six weeks ago in Moscow. He was on foot, wounded, with a full Cossack posse up his ass. Somehow, he walked out of there. I've kind of lost my perspective on what's possible.

Aaron Cross:
We have less than eight minutes to clear out of here, okay?

Marta Shearing:
Yes.

Aaron Cross:
Good. Because the next thing coming though that door is going to wipe us out.

Marta Shearing:
Are we lost?

Aaron Cross:
No, I was just looking at our options.

Marta Shearing:
Oh, I was kinda hoping we were lost.

Dr. Marta Shearing:
Well, if you're going to reprogram human genetic material, you need a delivery system, and nothing works better than virus. It's like a suitcase.

Eric Byer:
We are the sin eaters. It means that we take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us, so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible, and absolutely necessary.

Mark Turso:
You were given a Ferrari and your people treated it like a lawnmower.