ROMILLY: Should we vote?
(Between Mann's planet and Edmund's planet)
COOPER: If we’re going to vote, there’s something you need to know. Brand?
He has a right to know.
BRAND: That has nothing to do with it.
ROMILLY: What does?
COOPER: She’s in love with Wolf Edmunds.
ROMILLY: (to Brand) Is that true?
BRAND: Yes. And that makes me want to follow my heart. But maybe we’ve spent too long trying to figure all this with theory -
Cooper : You're a scientist, Brand.
Brand : So listen to me when I say that love isn't something that we invented. It's... observable, powerful. It has to mean something.
Cooper : Love has meaning, yes. Social utility, social bonding, child rearing...
Brand : We love people who have died. Where's the social utility in that?
Cooper : None.
Brand : Maybe it means something more - something we can't yet understand. Maybe it's some evidence, some artefact of a higher dimension that we can't consciously perceive. I'm drawn across the universe to someone I haven't seen in a decade, who I know is probably dead. Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can't understand it. All right Cooper. Yes. The tiniest possibility of seeing Wolf again excites me. That doesn't mean I'm wrong.
Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart?