“You’re telling me you don’t know who you are. What does that have to do with this place?” “It’s all bad memories and emptiness. I don’t belong here. This isn’t home anymore. This is... nothing. It’s just my Hell” Dr. Ice looked thoughtful, and then he just nodded.
“Where do you want to go from here, Berlin? What are your goals? Tell me what will make you happy” “I can’t answer all of that. I don’t know what will make me happy. But I do know... I need to get out of here” “If you want to go... then you go”