Quotes
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Henry King Sr. : Today I finally realized I can do more than read thoughts. I can move things with my mind.
[after watching him summon an aluminum can, Henry Jr. concentrates on a similar can nearby and lifts it up telekinetically]
Henry King Sr. : I can manipulate objects however I desire.
[Henry Jr. telekinetically crumples the can]
Henry King Sr. : As my abilities continue to grow, so too does my confidence in them.
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Henry King Sr. : I think I killed a man tonight. He fell down and died, right in front of my eyes. The paramedics, they called it a... a seizure of some kind. But in truth, I... I believe I was responsible. A month ago, my theoretical methods on expanding cerebral capacity were deemed too extreme by my superiors. My funding denied, I chose to secretly perform a trial test... on myself. Since then, my headaches have been increasing. And, and... last week, I started hearing voices. Tonight... I read a man's thoughts clearly for the first time. Wretched thoughts. He had ended lives before. And he was looking forward to ending mine. I... I-I think some kind of... instinct kicked in, and... and I... triggered the-the seizure. I must admit, for documentation, when I silenced his thoughts, I felt relief. My... my migraine is all but gone. Day One. The trial test... is... a success.
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Henry King Sr. : When I was a child, I begged my father to buy me a rubber ball that lit up when it bounced. He refused. So I put the ball in my pocket. When he caught me playing with it later, he told me we were taking it back to the store. In protest, I threw the ball down a well. My father... held me by the ankles over that well, and told me he would drop me if I ever disobeyed him again. I can remember looking down to the darkness below. I have felt that way my entire life. Utterly powerless. Like I could be dropped down that well at any moment. Until now.
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Henry King Sr. : I read a man's mind on the subway today. He was staring at a young woman across from him. His brain full of such ugly thoughts... I rendered him blind. Yet, even so, still I heard him. Panicking. And at that moment... that awful headache returned. As we were exiting the subway together, I saw another car coming... and I gave him a gentle telekinetic push. When he died... I felt... better. Until I read the next mind. And the next. Jealousy. Rage. Spite. Deviance. No matter whose mind I peer into, vile thoughts fill up their brains, and in turn, mine. I have learned the truth about humanity. At their very core... people are monsters. I hate them.
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Mr. Green : I'm Mr. Green. Your father's attorney. I'm sorry to meet you under these circumstances. Your father left strict instructions that if he were ever to befall a tragedy like this, incapacitated, unlikely to regain brain function, his life support would only carry on for a limited time. And I'm afraid that time is soon coming to an end.
[thinking]
Mr. Green : I should've eaten on the way here.
Henry King Jr. : What?
Mr. Green : I've prepared some paperwork I'd like to discuss with you.
[thinking again]
Mr. Green : I need his signature. I need this money.
Henry King Jr. : You're lying.
Mr. Green : [out loud] Excuse me?
[thinking]
Mr. Green : He knows. I'm a terrible liar.
Henry King Jr. : You faked those papers, didn't you? Or something. You just want to take my dad's money.
Mr. Green : I'm sorry, but no. I've already got the State's signature. I know this is hard, but...
Henry King Jr. : You just stay away from my dad!
[Mr. Green groans in pain and, falling to the floor, starts convulsing; blood oozes out of mouth and the corner of his eye as he dies]
Henry King Sr. : [alertly awake] Junior? What's going on?
