The One (2001)

Nurse Besson: Okay. Mrs. Law, before we go into the MRI room I just have some questions to ask you about your husband. Does he have a cardiac pacemaker?
T.K.: No.
Nurse Besson: Intracranial aneurysm clip?
T.K.: No.
Nurse Besson: Dentures, hearing aid or penile implant?
T.K.: Nope. No uh... Not unless he had one put in since this morning.

T.K.: You were shot. You need to be examined.
Gabriel Law: You can do it.
T.K.: Uh... Newsflash. I'm a vet. You don't have paws and a tail.

Gabriel Yulaw: The shortest distance between two points will always be a straight line.
Harry Roedecker: Your line has run out! You don't... You don't see that?

Gabriel Law: Yulaw! You came here for me. Now I'm here for you.
Gabriel Yulaw: After this, there will be only one.
Gabriel Law: I won't be The One, but neither will you.

Evan Funsch: Gabe, just so you know... If we kill him.
Gabriel Law: You have to kill me. Kill me! I don't care. As long as he's dead, I don't care.
Evan Funsch: If we kill him... There's a chance, some say, this whole universe will go with him.

Evan Funsch: In this universe, you're you. In another, you don't exist. In another, you're married to the same woman. In another, to a different woman. In another, you're married to a man.
Gabriel Law: Hey!

Gabriel Law: Who are you? What did you do to me!?
Evan Funsch: Not me. You. You've done this to yourself.

Harry Roedecker: I know where you're from, I know what you've been through. But this place is different. Not everyone is a combatant. There are innocent people here, also. So if you get into the shit, you trust your heart... Not your head. Hmm?
Evan Funsch: Loud and clear, sir.

Harry Roedecker: Get on your knees slowly. On the floor, right now!
Gabriel Yulaw: The floor? This is a hospital. The floor is full of germs. You want me to get sick?

Gabriel Yulaw: Thought you were gona kill me?
Evan Funsch: Just give me the chance, asshole.

MVA Supervisor: You may make a final statement.
Gabriel Yulaw: The Multiverse... Every universe in it is irrational... Sloppy. I just try to make it rational. I just try to make it neat. You call it murder. How could I murder myself 123 times? I just took those wasted energies... And put them into one container... Me. It made me faster, smarter, stronger. What if that is our fate? To unite with our other selves. To be unified forever. To be one. I will be The One.

Sgt. Siegel: Razor wire should have kept anyone out of there, let alone moving fast... But there's no blood.

Narrator: There is not one universe. There are many. A Multiverse. We have the technology to travel between universes... But travel is highly restricted and policed. There is not one you. There are many. Each of us exists in present time, in parallel universes. There was balance in the system... But now a force exists who seeks to destroy the balance... So that he can become The One.