- Raven Reyes: That's not the hard part. The rocket was designed to dock with Polaris, not the Ark. That means I have to pilot it into the hangar bay on the ring.
- Harper McIntyre: What's so hard about that?
- Raven Reyes: That's not the hard part, either.
- Clarke Griffin: What is the hard part, Raven?
- Raven Reyes: Assuming we blast off in time, the CO2 scrubbers on a two-person rocket won't support 8 of us.
- Clarke Griffin: Why don't we use supplemental oxygen?
- Monty Green: Our tanks only hold an hour of air.
- Raven Reyes: Correct. We'll have one hour to get into orbit, land in the hangar bay, and fire up the life support system using an oxygen generator built to supply a lighthouse bachelor pad.
- John Murphy: You suck at talking people into things, you know that right?
- Bellamy Blake: Anyone here still need to be talked into this?
- [pause, nobody answers, indicating consent]
- Bellamy Blake: Good. Now we know the many ways we might die today, why don't you tell us what we have to do to live?
- Raven Reyes: It's 210 miles from Polis to the island. According to what was our last drone, the wave is accelerating. If we're not off the ground at least 20 minutes before it hits, the electromagnetic charge in the pyroclastic cloud will shut down the rocket's avionics, meaning it won't fly. That gives us 90 minutes to run a six hour preflight check, retrieving the oxygen generator from the lighthouse, turn a cockpit designed for two into one that can carry 8, and load the cargo hold with enough food to keep us from starving in space, while we wait for the algae to bloom.
- John Murphy: I thought you said it was gonna be hard.
- Bellamy Blake: Anyone here still need to be talked into this?
- [No one argues]
- Bellamy Blake: Good.
- [Turns to Raven]
- Bellamy Blake: Now we know the many ways we might die today. Why don't you tells us what we have to do to live?
- Octavia Blake: [on Radio] 5 years. Can you really survive up there?
- Bellamy Blake: Raven says we can. As soon as it's safe, we'll find a way back down. We will meet again.
- Octavia Blake: I'll be waiting...
- [pause]
- Octavia Blake: under the floor.
- Bellamy Blake: You're not that little girl anymore.
- [pause]
- Bellamy Blake: What is it, O.?
- Octavia Blake: I'm not sure I'm up for this, Bell. They look at me like I know what I'm doing just because I won a fight.
- Bellamy Blake: They look at you like that because you saved them. But it won't last. Now you have to lead.
- Octavia Blake: How? I'm not a leader. It should be you or Clarke or...
- Bellamy Blake: O., stop. Neither of us could've done what you did, and it wasn't just winning a fight. You gave people hope when there was none. You're... you're Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods and giving it back to the human race.
- Octavia Blake: Prometheus got chained to a rock so that eagles could eat his liver.
- Bellamy Blake: Thanks for ruining my metaphor, O.
- Octavia Blake: I love you, big brother. Guess it takes the end of the world for me to say it.
- [Radio communications breaks]
- Octavia Blake: Bell?
- Bellamy Blake: I love you, too.
- Bellamy Blake: This is it. We are all that remains of the human race. I won't lie to you. The next 5 years won't be easy. There will be days when we wish we were out there right now, but I promise you, if we stand together, if we are wonkru, then...
- [speaks in grounder's language, translation appears written]
- Bellamy Blake: From the Ashes... We will rise.
- [Sounds of approaching Praimfaya interrupt the address]
- Octavia Blake: This is it. We are all that remains of the human race. I won't lie to you. The next 5 years won't be easy. There will be days when we wish we were out there right now, but I promise you, if we stand together, if we are wonkru, then...
- [speaks in grounder's language, translation appears written]
- Octavia Blake: From the Ashes... We will rise.
- [Sounds of approaching Praimfaya interrupt the address]
- Monty Green: 8 people alone in space for 5 years, and one of them is John Murphy. I should have drank the tea.
- [the drugged tea of Jasper that makes the death peaceful]
- Monty Green: Tick tock, Murphy.