Jack's words were a mixture of her father's--you can still have everything you want--and those of her Replicator double--you play by the rules, you do as you're told and you deny yourself your own desires--and it was enough to bring her back to herself for a minute. She couldn't look him in the eye, but couldn't look anywhere else either without being distracted by his lack of shirt, and she let her eyes fall closed while she spoke.

"I don't know where the line is," she said. "I thought I did, and now I don't. But it's not because I don't love you. God... no. I do. And it's because I do that I have to do this." She had to go back and fix things, fix his death, fix the world.