- Dr. Andrew Collins: Perhaps the memory that causes your dream has something to do with your family, your mother maybe.
- Al Walker: We've been all through that, haven't we? We finished with her!
- Dr. Andrew Collins: No, you're not! You'll never be!
- Al Walker: But she's dead. She meant nothing to me when she was alive!
- Dr. Andrew Collins: She's the only woman you ever really loved. All the other women in your life are substitutes for her!
- [last lines]
- Dr. Andrew Collins: All they need is a break. With a little understanding and guidance, maybe we can salvage some of this waste.
- [first lines]
- Dr. Andrew Collins: [voice over] What does a big city mean to you? You may think of soaring skyscrapers, monuments to man's creation, but I think of the people, the one and the many. No names, no faces. I'm one of the people too. I've got my routines same as all of you. I rush for work, usually just in time to catch the last bus, always late, follow that last minute crowd. Yet for all the similarity of our routine, none of us is the same. We're as different as the print of our thumbs. Ever think about the difference in people? I do. Sort of a little game I play, a guessing game.
- Dr. Andrew Collins: [voice over continues as the camera pans through the diverse array of passengers on Collins' bus] Guess what she's doing? She's hoping to please the boss. And now here's the boss - doesn't look pleased. And this beautiful young thing, on the threshold of life with her eyes full of dreams of romance and music. No dreams here, only tears. Not even room for tears here - only the shame of defeat. And his hopes never end. Well, he can dream, can't he?