Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm gonna find her and erase whatever fucked-up delusions you put in her head.
In a world that cannibalized itself over power and pride.
-You've got a good heart.
Caitlyn, just listen, we can work this out.
Figments.
Viktor's dying.
Hm.
It's groundbreaking.
Time and again, you've warned us what not to do.
Why?
Come on!
Just tell her, uh, tell her I'm sorry. About everything.
Ailment?
We were once one tribe.
I heard your prognosis.
What?
Stop calling me that.
I can feel my body… eroding.
Powder, it's okay.
Very well.
what haven't you to show for your remarkable life?
I'll track her down.