Politics

"I feel a capitalist plot coming up."

"If you're thinking of selling those pinball machines, I want a fat cut. C-Suite shit." (Beat your chest.) "I'm a disruptor."

"Here it is. Sorry for the trouble."

"Doesn't it seem callous to you -- guarding even your leftovers from the poor?"

"Here it is. Sorry for the trouble."

"No, no, no. Something nefarious is definitely afoot."

"Here it is. Sorry for the trouble."

"I feel good about our work here today." The lieutenant nods. "It's all about the little things -- like bringing people random stuffed animals."

"I would never disclose my sources. That would be dishonourable."

"You didn't appreciate my moves?"

"The end has begun."

"Here it is. Sorry for the trouble."

"Good call. So would I. Teach a man to fish."

"Here it is. Sorry for the trouble."

"I know, I know -- stunning, right?"

"I was sent to teach you a lesson in style."

"Hmmm, that's a fair point. Alright, for the good of the investigation, what do you want to know?"

"Wouldn't that be something? And who could say it's not true? If you really don't remember anything... how would you know?" The thought makes him uneasy. "We should move."