Copernicus: The world doesn't revolve around you, 22.
Marie Antoinette: Nobody can help you! Nobody.
Carl Jung: Stop talking! My unconscious mind hates you.
Joe: Life is full of possibilities. You just need to know where to look. Don't miss out on the joys of life.
Joe: We never found out what 22's purpose was.
Jerry: Excuse me?
Joe: You know, her spark. Her purpose. Was it music? Biology? Walking?
Jerry: We don't assign purposes. Where did you get that idea?
Joe: Because I have piano. It's what I was born to do. That's my spark.
Jerry: A spark isn't a soul's purpose. Oh, you mentors and your passions. Your "purposes." Your "meanings of life." So basic.
Joe: I would die a happy man if I get to play with Dorothea Williams.
Dez: Not everyone can be Charles Drew inventing blood transfusions.
Joe: Or me, playing piano with Dorothea Williams. - I know.
Paul: You are not all that. Anyone could play in a band if they wanted to.
22: Don't pay Paul any mind. People like him just bring other people down so they can make themselves feel better.
Joe: Oh, I get it. He's just criticising me to cover up the pain of his own failed dreams.
Paul: You cut deep, Joe.
Jerry: So what do you think you'll do? How are you gonna spend your life?
Joe: I'm not sure. But I do know... I'm going to live every minute of it.
Joe: Am I dead?
Jerry: Not yet. You're body's in a holding state.
Terry: I am happy to accept this very special award I requested, but that I absolutely deserve.
Moonwind: You know, lost souls are not that different from those in the zone. The zone is enjoyable, but when that joy becomes an obsession, one becomes disconnected from life.
22: I'm gonna make you wish you never died.
Counselor Jerry: Most people wish that, 22.
