Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles

Kill me...nothing matters anymore...

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Sarah Connor: We need to go. John Connor: No, you need to go. You’re scared, he gives you a ring, and now you are freaking out. Sarah Connor: I know you like him… John Connor: So do you mom, so do you. I know you love him, I know you do…Listen to me, the cops will never find us, we’re perfectly safe. Sarah Connor: Don't you think that, John! Don't you ever think that! Look at me! No one is ever safe. Sarah Connor: Half an hour, one bag, plus the guns. I'll make pancakes.

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No, I’m not. This is just my pattern, Mr. Dixon. This is just me impressing upon you that I’m not here because you lost your fiancée, love-your-life-all-around-good-time girl. I’m here because my boss, the United States of America, thinks Sarah Connor is a deluded, dangerous grade A whack-a-mole, who killed a man because she believes that in the future, he’ll invent a computer system that will declare war on the world. [To a stunned Charley] So let’s begin with her name, I understand it’s not Connor.

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My mom, she's kinda uptight. Actually, she's really uptight.

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John Connor: I lied to you yesterday. My dad doesn't sell insurance. He's dead. He was a soldier who was killed on a mission. Cameron: I'm sorry. John Connor: It's all right. My mom was pregnant with me when it happened. I never even knew him, so it's all right. My mom... s-she's kinda uptight. [Laughs] Actually, no. S-she's really upright. She likes me to come home straight after and hang out with her and all that, you know. I'm all she's got. Cameron: [Pauses] Thank you for explaining. [smiles] It'll be our secret.

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Cromartie: Mr. Ferguson is ill today. My name is Cromartie. [Takes off jacket] Mary Booai: Is that your only name, like Madonna? Cromartie: Madonna? Why? No. [Class laughs] Let’s take attendance then. Mary Booai? Mary Booai: Here. Cromartie: Donald Chase? [Takes metal object off desk] Male student: Here. Cromartie: Franklin Wayne? [Cuts into his leg with metal object] Male student: Here. Cromartie: Cynthia Noland? Female student: Here. Cromartie: Wayne Parker? Male student: Here. Cromartie: Cameron Phillips? [Takes metal object out of leg and places on desk] Cameron? Cameron: [Eyeing Cromartie] Here. Cromartie: [Looks at her suspiciously] Reese? [Reaches into his cut-open leg] Do we have a John Reese? [John clears his throat raises his hand] Excellent. Cromartie: Class dismissed.

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