Thelonious Jaha: [at his son's grave site] What happened to him?
John Murphy: A twelve year old girl stabbed him in the neck with my knife.
Thelonious Jaha: Why would she so that?
John Murphy: Because she couldn't kill you.
John Murphy: There are a million ways to die out there.
Thelonious Jaha: If it's not your time, nothing can kill you. If it is your time, it only takes one.
Lexa: [a fierce beast pounding on the door] Don't worry, Clarke, death is not the end.
Clarke Griffin: We're not dying here. I need your spirit to stay where it is.
Bellamy Blake: Okay, we make it to the intake door without any of the real Reapers seeing us. What happens then?
Lincoln: We kill everyone.
Reaper Worker: Harvest them all...