Politics

"That was nice," the lieutenant smiles. "A small thing for us, but invaluable to him. He probably didn't even know René had the photo."

"The fuel oil was an environmental hazard. I had to get rid of it somehow."

"Policeman of the state yet to come."

"Something forgettable, like 'See you tomorrow' probably?"

"I uh... don't know. It was an accident. I'm sorry."

"The herald of the apocalypse."

"A beacon of light in the dull shores of mediocrity. You're welcome, Martinaise."

"Uh... yes, that's right." He stares at you in surprise. "I am very impressed that you know these things."

"The resulting vibration creates the whining sound, that's right," the lieutenant finishes your sentence. "Very impressive."

"Strange... but plausible, I guess." He gives you a quick side-glance and turns to go. "I guess you're a bit of a... torque dork too."

"Sorry. Sorry about the song."

"I am truly sorry for everything, Sylvie."

"Girl, just loosen up a little... Don't you ever party?"

"Huh, I don't even know what to say..."

"I was trying to show you the world of tomorrow. The Great Panic at The End."

"I'm sorry."