Wanda: You don't really feel that way about me you know. It's this body... she's pretty isn't she?
Ian: She is. Melanie is a very pretty girl. Even beautiful. But pretty as she is, she is a stranger to me. She's not the one I...care about.
Wanda: It's this body.
Ian: That's not true at all. It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what they say. It's not how you look like in that body, it's what you do with it. You are beautiful.

Ian: You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me.
Wanda: Eight full lives. Eight full lives and I've never found anyone I would stay in a planet for, anyone I would follow when they left. I never found a partner. Why now? Why you? You're not of my species. How can you be my partner? It's not fair. I love you.
Ian: Don't say that like you're saying goodbye.
Wanda: I, the soul named Wanderer, love you, human Ian and that will never change no matter what I might become. If I were a Dolphin or a Bear or a Flower, it wouldn't matter. I would always love you, always remember you. You will be my only partner.

Wanda: Ian? Ian, where am I? Who am I?
Ian: You're you. And you're right where you belong.
Wanda: I held you in my hands, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.

Jared: You and I won't lose each other, I will always find you again. No matter how well you hide. I'm unstoppable.

Jared: Neither heaven nor hell can keep me apart from you, Melanie.

Melanie: He squeezes my hand,and my heart punches against my ribs. It's like pain, this pleasure.

Doc: Um, medically speaking, I'm not sure that was the most helpful thing for his condition.
Jared: But I feel better.
Doc: Well, maybe a few more minutes of unconsciousness won't kill him.