Peter Petrelli : You saw this painting - alright? You can describe it to me.
Simone Deveraux : You really believe this, don't you? "Save the cheerleader, save the world"?
Peter Petrelli : For reasons I can't begin to understand. There are people that are counting on me to do this. I don't know if I can, but I have to try.
Simone Deveraux : [mutters] This doesn't make any sense; I probably shouldn't be showing you this. It's a digital image. It came with the painting.
[the image is of Peter's crumpled body]
Simone Deveraux : Is that you, Peter?
Peter Petrelli : [shaken] I don't know. Maybe...
Simone Deveraux : If it's you, then you're going to die, at 8:12 tonight. Don't go, Peter.
Peter Petrelli : I have to. I have to.
Simone Deveraux : Peter thinks if he saves the cheerleader. He'll safe the world.
Nathan Petrelli : Peter's got all these... ideas in his head, delusions of grandeur. He thinks he's supposed to make a difference.
Simone Deveraux : What are you doing? What are you doing? No... No.
[Nathan throws a bucket of paint on Isaac's painting]
Simone Deveraux : No!
Nathan Petrelli : Saving his life. Why, you believe it? "Save the cheerleader, save the world"?
Simone Deveraux : I'm not sure what to believe anymore.
Nathan Petrelli : I am.