Sydney: You can't save them all, Jarod. You may be a Pretender, but you're human.
Dr. Jason Earl: Jarod, why don't you tell the group what brought you here?
Jarod: A large cop with bad breath.
Jarod: Karma. Ain't it a bitch?
Broots: I found something bizarre.
Miss Parker: What, like hair on your head?
Broots: No, that would be fantasy. This is real.
Miss Parker: You mean a shrink, don't you? Thanks Syd, but I'll leave the mental masturbation to someone else.
Jarod: You make the rules.
Miss Parker: That's just the way I like it.
Jarod: Trust your inner sense, Miss Parker. I do.
Miss Parker: God forgives. I don't.
Miss Parker: Maybe I should send you to every Y.M.C.A. in the country first. Or lock you in the Bates Motel with Sydney and Broots.
Jarod: This is about that strip search in Las Vegas, isn't it?
Claire: Jarod, if you ever wanta get together, pick each other's brains, little one-on-one.
Jarod: Careful Claire, don't cross a line you can't come back from.
Mr. Lyle: When in doubt, lie.
Jarod: Love transcends death. The people we love touch our lives, even after they're gone.
Miss Parker: You shouldn't underestimate Jarod. And you should never underestimate me. And the next time that you send me into a building that is gonna explode, it had better blow, because if it doesn't it's gonna be your gray matter they will be mopping up with a toothbrush.
Broots: Have you ever gone to church?
Miss Parker: With all I've seen and done, a church is the last place I should be.
Broots: Or the first.
Miss Parker: Make up your mind, Sydney. Be a scientist or a mommy. You can't be both.
Broots: I, uh, know it's none of my business, Syd, but sometimes Memory Lane can be a dead-end street.
Sydney: The Centre wants him alive.
Miss Parker: Preferably.
Sandi: Are you telling me you've never been to a strip club before? You know, strange men cramming sweaty wads of cash into strange women's panties?
Jarod: I think I would remember that.
Answer: Jarod was kidnapped because he is a child prodigy. A super genius, like all the other children, who were taken by the Centre. They needed him to construct improbable theories, that have world wide implications. Assassination, terrorist threats and military coupes. At first they used it to help governments, but then realised it was for their own ends. Which is why he escaped and to find his family.