FISK: Miss Page, I must admit, I'm surprised you're here. I'm sure all of this (comfort and freedom) is offensive to you.
KAREN: Yes, it's offensive.
FISK: You came for words at least.
KAREN: Yeah, let's have some words.
FISK: You're not writing an article about my mother.
KAREN: I'm not? I could.
FISK: To what end, Miss Page? My distress?
KAREN: Hmm. Doesn't actually sound that bad now that you say it.
FISK: You worked for Ben Urich. I believe he mentored you.
KAREN: Yes, before he was murdered.
FISK: A final lesson. One you seem not to have understood.
KAREN: (notes the cameras) Is that a threat?
FISK: An observation.
KAREN: You're right, I'm not going to talk about your mother. I would rather talk about what she told Ben. Really — rather what she told us. I don't think you know that I was with him. She remembered a lot about your childhood, embarrassing things. We would never print those, we just pass them around the office.
FISK: How is it around your office? I heard about your misfortune (with "Daredevil").
KAREN: Before it even happened, I'm sure. No, the story we will print is her very detailed description of your father and how you murdered him. Is there any part of you that isn't broken, I wonder?
FISK: (notes the cameras) You asked me why I let you in. The reason is, Miss Page, I have a few questions of my own. You are a respected journalist, but at one time you were merely a secretary—
KAREN: Office manager—
FISK: At a law firm to Matt Murdock, yes? Intimately involved in his affairs.
KAREN: Business affairs—
FISK: Of course. Tell me at what point did you learn about Mr. Murdock's secret Life? (Internalizes her silence as confirmation) Yeah. Thank you, Miss Page.
KAREN: Okay, you want secrets? I can tell you a secret, Wilson. Is it okay I call you that? I feel like we know each other well enough.
FISK: As you wish, Karen.
KAREN: James Wesley. What was it like for you when he disappeared? It's those first 24 hours that are the worst, aren't they? When you call and you call...and there's just no answer. It becomes an obsession. The never-ending loop of a ghost's voicemail in your ear. You worry, you wonder, you swear "if he's still living I'm going to kill him myself."
FISK: (clenches his jaw in deafening silence as his cheek twitches in betrayal, no longer a rabbit in a snowstorm)...
KAREN: Is that what it was like for you? Did you rage at him 'cause you thought he betrayed you? Because I wonder what would be worse for you: his duplicity, or his death?
FISK: (inhales sharply)
KAREN: He died quickly. If you were wondering...You see Wilson, Matt Murdock isn't the person you should be worried about. I killed Wesley. I shot him seven times...because the clip ran out. He deserved more.
