Jasper:
Your baby is the miracle the whole world has been waiting for.


Theodore Faron:
I can't really remember when I last had any hope, and I certainly can't remember when anyone else did either. Because really, since women stopped being able to have babies, what's left to hope for?


Miriam:
As the sound of the playgrounds faded, the despair set in. Very odd, what happens in a world without children's voices.


Luke:
[his last line] I had a sister...


Jasper:
Everything is a mythical, cosmic battle between faith and chance.
[offers Miriam a joint]
Miriam:
Maybe I shouldn't.
Jasper:
You already did. Take another one. Now cough. What do you taste?
Miriam:
Strawberries!
Jasper:
Strawberries? That's what it's called: Strawberry Cough!
Kee:
Wicked!
Jasper:
So. You've got faith over here, right? And chance over there.
Miriam:
Like yin and yang.
Jasper:
Sort of.
Miriam:
Or Shiva and Shakti.
Jasper:
Lennon and McCartney!
Kee:
[looking at pictures] Look, Julian and Theo.
Jasper:
Yeah, there you go! Julian and Theo met among a million protestors in a rally by chance. But they were there because of what they believed in in the first place, their faith. They wanted to change the world. And their faith kept them together. But by chance, Dylan was born.
Kee:
[picks up another photo] This is him?
Jasper:
Yeah, that's him. He'd have been about your age. Magical child. Beautiful. Their faith put in praxis.
Miriam:
"Praxis"? What happened?
Jasper:
Chance. He was their sweet little dream. He had little hands, little legs, little feet. Little lungs. And in 2008, along came the flu pandemic. And then, by chance, he was gone. You see, Theo's faith lost out to chance. So, why bother if life's going to make its own choices?
Kee:
Baby's got Theo's eyes.
Jasper:
Yeah.
Miriam:
Oh, boy. That's terrible. But, you know, everything happens for a reason.
Jasper:
That, I don't know. But Theo and Julian would always bring Dylan. He loved it here.


[first lines]
Newsreader:
Day 1,000 of the Siege of Seattle.
Newsreader:
The Muslim community demands an end to the Army's occupation of mosques.
Newsreader:
The Homeland Security bill is ratified. After eight years, British borders will remain closed. The deportation of illegal immigrants will continue. Good morning. Our lead story.


[last lines]
Kee:
Theo, the boat. The boat! It's OK. We are safe now. We're safe.


Theodore Faron:
She's pregnant!
Luke:
Yeah, it's a miracle, innit?


Theodore Faron:
Who's the father?
Kee:
Whiffet! I'm a virgin. Nah! Be great, though, wouldn't it? Fuck knows. I don't know half the wankers' names.


Jasper:
Pull my finger!


Jasper:
Here try this.
[hands him a joint]
Theodore Faron:
[Takes a puff] Yea, now what?
Jasper:
Cough!
Theodore Faron:
Cough?
Jasper:
Yes cough!
[Theo coughs once, then starts to cough repeatedly]
Jasper:
You taste it? It tastes like strawberries!


Julian Taylor:
Protect Kee!