Come…dry your eyes. For you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly. Dry your eyes…and let’s go home.

— Dr. Manhattan
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Finally out of the snow.  Now to get them into warmer climes.  We’re going to be circling the globe eventually, but everything needs to start somewhere.

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Roger: This is the dock. I gotta say, Mr. Doe, I'm really excited to be working with you.
Jacob: You're not working with me. You're working for me. The genocide case monitors everything I do. Until we get it back, I need your record to prove nothing went bad here. If the Genocide Project thinks there was a security breach, they might level this town.
Girii: It monitors you? So that's why you couldn't speak...
Jacob: Yes. And that's why you need to keep your mouth shut now.
Roger: Psst. Interview later? Off the record, I swear.
Girii: I don't think so.
Jacob: Quiet. We might be able to surprise them. Or not.
Ahujut: I knew that weasel Roger would rat us out. Come on in, old man. We were just getting ready for you.

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