I don't know how to explain it. [ He is frustrated, and it all sounds so unbelievable. ] There's more than just time, there's other worlds, and things in between. I got a second chance, that's all.
I'm - sorry. I thought I'd leave you with Nick. I thought everyone would - would rather -
[ Rather have Nick than Stephen. The one who was always right, who didn't care what was in his way, who played by his own rules and saved lives. Not Stephen. Stephen was just a shadow.
He couldn't let Nick die for him. Not him and Helen. ]
We're okay. I mean - we're not okay okay, if you see what I mean. But - we're getting by. Keeping the world safe from woolly mammoths on the motorway and stuff.
Know that you're more important? Know that I don't want you to die? Know that this whole thing is so fucking unfair, and that I want the last ten years of my life back?
[ Stephen has had his heart broken before. In fact, he's not so far from that now. But he's never heard the sort of wavering from himself as he hears in that one word. He's never felt this sort of sweeping, all-encompassing loss. ]
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[Alive.]
[Not gonna cry.]
When you were here, right? But can I just say? It's sort of the opposite of helpful right now.
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I'm - sorry. I thought I'd leave you with Nick. I thought everyone would - would rather -
[ Rather have Nick than Stephen. The one who was always right, who didn't care what was in his way, who played by his own rules and saved lives. Not Stephen. Stephen was just a shadow.
He couldn't let Nick die for him. Not him and Helen. ]
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[Connor's not doing that hopeful-puppy look on purpose, Stephen.]
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[ He hadn't realized until just now that he does want to go back. ]
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What'd you want me to do?
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How are you? All of you.
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[He grins, suddenly.]
I learned how to shoot.
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[ Curl of his eyebrow says he's not surprised.
He's almost, almost smiling. ]
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[A little choked off sound. Totally not getting emotional.]
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[ Stephen has had his heart broken before. In fact, he's not so far from that now. But he's never heard the sort of wavering from himself as he hears in that one word. He's never felt this sort of sweeping, all-encompassing loss. ]
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Yeah... I'm here.
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