Marcy: I just feel like other Travelers aren’t taking me seriously and I don’t know why. I’ve been in the 21st century for three years and they’re treating me like I got here yesterday.
Carly: It’s the curse of short people. We were born in the volcano of Vulcan as a powerful army to control the earth, but Vulcan blessed and cursed us with one unfortunate attribute: for all time, we are to be overlooked. Why do you think I talk so loud and make jokes out of being blunt?
Carly: Because it allows me to control people without them thinking they’re being controlled. It’s Jedi mind shit. And you can do the same.
Carly: Your voice. You have to make it louder without cracking. Say “these aren’t the files you’re looking for.” Do you think I’m joking? Fucking say it! Say it loud and strong and don’t let your voice crack.
Marcy: These aren’t the files you’re looking for!
Carly: No. Okay, come here. [she takes her to a nearby public restroom.] Try again.
Marcy: Give me something else.
Carly: No, fucking say it! And yes, I’m swearing.
Marcy: These aren’t the files you’re looking for.
Carly: You’re straining your voice. Say it loud and strong. Again.
[Dr. Perrow walks into the bathroom and looks at them condescendingly]
Carly: No, tall lady. Don’t wash your hands. Get the fuck out!