[Mitchell shoves away from where he's standing and crosses the room so he can sink back into his chair, grabbing for her hands.]

Annie. Look at me. No matter what happened--no matter what happens--you can't leave. You can't give up like that. I need you. We, we need you. I've lived over a hundred years, and losing you was the worst thing I've ever felt, in all that long time. Nothing's as bad as that was.

Dead, or alive. You're the best thing we've got. You're better than any of us. [Nina, George, Mitchell. Especially Mitchell. He squeezes her hands.] We need you.