- Dr. Jack Harper: [closing narration] At 6:32 this morning, on Thursday the 1st of November, Clayton Beresford Jr. died on my operating table. Two and a half hours later, his life was saved. There are no excuses for what we did. There's no defense, no-one to blame but us. We got what we deserved. Clay would have his revenge, and justice would finally be served. But despite all the secrets, despite all the lies, and a terrible loss, one thing really matters now. He... is... awake.
- Sam Lockwood: But hey, you know what? As soon as you get out of here, we're gonna start from scratch. Get a little house on the beach, do it right, ya know? Chase seagulls, what do you say? As soon as you get out, I'll be right here.
- Clay Beresford: I think my new heart will love you as much as my old one.
- Dr. Jack Harper: [opening narration] People die. You may think you can control when, or where, or how it happens, but you can't. When your number is up, your number is up, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. I've lost patients before, seen them die on my table, under my knife. But I've never lost a friend. I lost Clayton at 6:32am on Thursday, the first day of November. There's not much I can tell you about that day. I don't know if he woke up that morning thinking he might die. I only know the day started much like any other day, and that he was probably thinking of her.
- Dr. Puttnam: [after cutting up Clay's chest] Ooh, that's going to hurt in the morning. Sorry, Clay!
- Clay Beresford: [thinking] Yeah, you better be FUCKING sorry!
- Dr. Jonathan Neyer: Clayton, this time next year, I will be Surgeon General. I write text books on this procedure.
- Clay Beresford: Really, that's, that's great, I sure hope you've read 'em, Jack.