Falk: "You know...I was really hoping we were done with this time travel stuff...." Anne: "I'll be fine dad." "I know you will. But I'm not sure about the past. It's fickle. Anything you do can change the future." "So what you are saying is...load rubber bullets?" "For minimal destruction to the timeline that's probably smart. But you shouldn't be causing any sort of chaos what so ever if you want everything to be perfectly fine." "Got it... Zane. How are we gunna do this?"