[he winces a bit because ... this has been him and perhaps will be him, but right now.]

No, sorry. I can't do this. I don't remember who you are though Rose speaks of you so I will. I'm sorry. [he turns to face the man and grips his shoulders]

But I have to know what happens. I know we lose Rose. I know how. But... do we get her back? Can you tell me that much? Do we find a way or... break a rule or... or is it just... the end.