- Sarge: So, how'd he die? The guy said you wouldn't leave Coulson's side, but the way you're staring at me... Did you kill him? Oh. It's the other thing. Okay. Okay, now we're getting somewhere. And he died. So sad. So this... this must be really messing with your head.
- Melinda May: I didn't kill him, but I am going to kill you, and I'm gonna make sure it hurts.
- Sarge: So, this imposter - what was he? Synth? Shape-shifter?
- Melinda May: He was a person. What are you?
- Sarge: Not buying it. Out of the whole galaxy, he just happened to be on a planet that I ended up on? Try again. What was he?
- Melinda May: Decent. Everything you're not.
- Sarge: Well, you know what they say - every dream is someone else's nightmare.
- Melinda May: Look, *you're* the imposter. And if you don't know that, then you're worse off than I thought. I know where Phil Coulson was born, who his parents were, seen pictures of him as a kid. I know how he lived and died. Everything. So, the question you should be asking is who the Hell are you?
- Sarge: Pachakutiq. It's coming.
- Melinda May: What does it mean?
- Sarge: The death of everything.
- Melinda May: You've seen it for yourself?
- Sarge: Too many times. They're singular and focused, serving only their creator.
- Melinda May: Creator? A person?
- Sarge: A monster. This is the closest I've come to stopping it, and I've been hunting as long as I can remember.
- Melinda May: And how long is that exactly? What do you remember? A few weeks? A year back? You got anything before that?
- Sarge: I've been tearing my way through this galaxy since before you were born.
- Melinda May: You don't look old enough for that.
- Sarge: I've lived on planets moving at almost the speed of light. I've been alive 100 of your years, and I'll be alive 100 years after you're gone. Your man may have run out of time, but for me...
- Sarge, Phil Coulson: The tick of the clock is only getting louder.
- Jemma Simmons: Who was that bounty hunter, and why would he have taken Fitz?
- Enoch: Poor Fitz. Though now I walk alone, I will never forget my one and only friend.
- Jemma Simmons: Your only friend? But you have us.
- Enoch: When last we met, I forcibly abducted you and your team and sent you all into a dystopian future.
- Daisy 'Skye' Johnson: Yeah, maybe not the best start, but in the end, you really came through.
- Enoch: I did?
- Jemma Simmons: In the future you sacrificed yourself for us. Without you, we never would have been able to get home and save Earth from destruction.
- Enoch: The human race has survived its extinction-level-event?
- Daisy 'Skye' Johnson: And it was all because of... you.
- Jemma Simmons: Our very, very good friend.
- Enoch: But if I have completed my mission, then why are Chronicom hunters after me?
- Daisy 'Skye' Johnson: We thought those guys were from the Confederacy.
- Enoch: Hmm. That would be much preferred. Hunters are the most feared of the Chronicoms - relentless. They will never release Fitz.
- Jemma Simmons: And I will never stop fighting. I saw Fitz with my own eyes. I'm not going to quit now.
- Enoch: There is no hope, only loss, decommissioned, hunted. I have become a cautionary tale used to steer children away from a life of crime and excess.
- Agent Davis: Would it be rude to turn him off? His constant complaining is giving me a headache.
- Agent Piper: Yeah, well, you are the puff head who got high and shot up our super-threatening fuse box, so...
- Agent Davis: Never mind. Sorry, I was wrong. The source of the headache is Piper... definitely Piper.
- Daisy 'Skye' Johnson: No, Simmons I... I can't leave you.
- Jemma Simmons: You have to. Whatever happens, at least I'll be with Fitz. We'll have each other.
- Agent Piper: Come on, man. Not cool.
- Agent Davis: Don't lock us in here. We hardly even know that Enoch.
- Agent Piper: Yeah, and my buddy here is nursing a wicked hangover. I mean, can we at least get some water or something. He gets cranky!
- Agent Davis: Cranky?
- Agent Piper: I was being nice. You're a whiny bitch.
- Enoch: I have not seen this future myself, but there is only one logical conclusion. If anyone can solve the mysteries of time travel, it is Leopold Fitz.
- Altarah: This is true?
- Jemma Simmons: It's possible. Likely, even, but he hasn't done it yet, and the chances of him re-creating it are next to zero.
- Altarah: Explain.
- Jemma Simmons: If he did this, he'd have his whole life to figure it out and the end of the world as motivation.
- Altarah: [to Enoch] You claim he is your best friend, but we are the last of our kind. You have knowledge that could aid us. What would motivate him to do what we need?
- Enoch: [points to Jemma] Her. Put Jemma Simmons in danger, and Fitz can solve anything.