Professor Severus Snape: [Trying to staunch the bleeding wound on Snape's neck, Harry suddenly notices that Snape is crying light, almost crystal tears. Snape gestures towards his eyes]Take them... take them, please.
Harry Potter: Hermione, give me a flask, anything! [She reaches into her bag and produces a flask, which Harry uses to collect the memory tears running down Snape's cheek. He clutches the bottle in his hand then again tries to staunch Snape's wound]
Professor Severus Snape: Take them to the Pensieve... and look at me. [Harry stares at him]
Professor Severus Snape: You have your mother's eyes. [a confused look crosses Harry's face as Snape takes his last breath]