& Lee: It’s me. Um... things have gone a bit awry. ... Yeah. Just one. I dealt with it. ... Well, we could say suicide, but... it’ll be a bit of a stretch. Hold on. .... Yeah, suicide’s not gonna work.
& Pietre: I made breakfast... It’s brown rice with pulses and nuts. It’s healthy.
& Grant: Why are you helping us?
Pietre: I’m turning over a new leaf.
& Grant: Who the fuck is Jimmy Deeshel?
Donaldson: No-one. There’s no Jimmy Deeshel. It’s not even a name. I googled it!
Ian: You googled it? And someone tried to kill you?
Pietre: I would suggest no-one googles anything from now on.
& Ian: Every second, I missed you. And what do you say when you see me?.. “What the fuck do you want?”
Becky: Right, well, when you put it like that...
& Pietre: Where is Jessica Hyde?
& Pietre: Who’s Milner?
Ian: MI5. She was on our side.
Pietre: There are no sides, just people who help you and people who don’t.
& Jessica: Are you going to co-operate?
& Jessica: Are you thinking? Think fast.
& Doctor: No, no, no. Please, please, please... the-the dose, it has to be precise. It’s very strong. Please...
Jessica: What part of my brain were you going to take again?
& Lee: Oh, look, it’s that one-eyed freak who shot me in my lung.
Wilson: Yeah, well, if you pull my eye out...
Lee: Just doing my job... Besides, you got a nice, new pirate-y look out of it. All I got was partial paralysis.
& Lee: Don’t worry, Wilson. We’ll make a great team, you and me. I can do stuff, and you can keep an eye out!
& Lee: What I like about you, Wilson, is the amount of stuff you know. All of it fucking useless.
Wilson: Knowledge is never useless.
& Lee: It’s not that you can’t take life. I reckon you could take billions. But... it would have to be necessary. Killing me just... isn’t necessary.
& Grant: Was that one bad, the Spanish one?
Donaldson: It killed 50 million people, Grant. Besides, we ought to be working on the bigger question here, hmm? Who the fuck’s he?
& Lee: That’s all this is about. Bringing you home.
& Jessica: We need to talk...
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& Pietre: I made breakfast... It’s brown rice with pulses and nuts. It’s healthy.
& Grant: Why are you helping us?
Pietre: I’m turning over a new leaf.
& Grant: Who the fuck is Jimmy Deeshel?
Donaldson: No-one. There’s no Jimmy Deeshel. It’s not even a name. I googled it!
Ian: You googled it? And someone tried to kill you?
Pietre: I would suggest no-one googles anything from now on.
& Ian: Every second, I missed you. And what do you say when you see me?.. “What the fuck do you want?”
Becky: Right, well, when you put it like that...
& Pietre: Where is Jessica Hyde?
& Pietre: Who’s Milner?
Ian: MI5. She was on our side.
Pietre: There are no sides, just people who help you and people who don’t.
& Jessica: Are you going to co-operate?
& Jessica: Are you thinking? Think fast.
& Doctor: No, no, no. Please, please, please... the-the dose, it has to be precise. It’s very strong. Please...
Jessica: What part of my brain were you going to take again?
& Lee: Oh, look, it’s that one-eyed freak who shot me in my lung.
Wilson: Yeah, well, if you pull my eye out...
Lee: Just doing my job... Besides, you got a nice, new pirate-y look out of it. All I got was partial paralysis.
& Lee: Don’t worry, Wilson. We’ll make a great team, you and me. I can do stuff, and you can keep an eye out!
& Lee: What I like about you, Wilson, is the amount of stuff you know. All of it fucking useless.
Wilson: Knowledge is never useless.
& Lee: It’s not that you can’t take life. I reckon you could take billions. But... it would have to be necessary. Killing me just... isn’t necessary.
& Grant: Was that one bad, the Spanish one?
Donaldson: It killed 50 million people, Grant. Besides, we ought to be working on the bigger question here, hmm? Who the fuck’s he?
& Lee: That’s all this is about. Bringing you home.
& Jessica: We need to talk...
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