-“Damn, I can’t believe I’ve found you. At last!”
-“Good. Now you can get out of my sight again.”
-“Oh, not so soon, darling, and surely I won’t go alone…”
-“To the nearest coffin, no, not alone, if you won't leave now – somebody’d have to drag you.”
-“Well, to consider reserving an accomodation for my corpse is very kind of you. However, I was thinking of us, walking away together, both on our legs, instead.”
-“And why the fuck would I do that?”
-“Wow, there’s no need to be so harsh.”
-“Y’ know, I’m not used to people telling me what to do.”
-“What about your husband?”
-“What about him?”
-“It has come to my knowledge that you work for him. Or should I say “worked”?”
-“You are well-informed.”
-“What can I say? I’m awfully good at my job.”
-“And that would be…”
-“Solving problems, essentially. Of various nature, for my boss."
-"Criminal nature?"
-"Criminally rich nature! What fun would it be, otherwise? The point is, I we would be in need of a very skilled person to assist me... us, in solving these problems.”
-“Mr. Vane has so many things going on, to need an entourage worthy of the Queen of England to deal with his shit?”
-“Ah, so you’re aware.”
-“Very few are not aware of the "shenanigans" of Vane’s enterprise, Mr. Rackham.”
-“How do you do? I was beginning to consider myself rude for not introducing myself before engaging in this thrilling conversation. But, please, call me Jack.”
-“You may want to lower your gun now, J a c k. It’s starting to irritate me.”
-“Right, apologies. Your reputation kept me wary, but since we’re getting to know each other in such a civilized way, there’s no more need for me to fear you suddenly attacking and slaughtering me on my spot. Anyway, I’m sorry your marriage isn’t going as you expected.”
-“You know nothing of what I expect from anything - you can’t be that clever.”
-“Try me.”
-“I'm doing fine on my own. I don’t need to be bossed around.”
-“I know, I know… swift clean killer, cunning spy, devotee to the art of disguise - by the way, you tricked me well at the Guthries' party - your fake delicious naivety was... well, I hope you'll forgive me - I can't, for the life of me, find another term to describe it but "erotic".
-"What can I say? I'm not so bad at my job too."
-"Such a waste, I'd call it.”
-“Jesus Christ, you’re barely tolerable. Do you always talk like you have some fucking arcane shit to unravel?”
-“What I’m saying is that you could do so much better, get better… and you know that, too. Come on, darling, I’m sure you know enough of our "enterprise" to realize that we could offer you the life you want, the experience you need, the excitement you crave.”
-“You’d have been less pathetic if you’d begged me to come with you.”
-“I would shamelessly get on my knees, if that could convince you.”
-"You don't really think all this stupid sweet talk will work on me, do you?"
-"... Is it working?"
-"Fuck you, Jack."
-"Oh, you don't mind me admitting that I wish you would?"
"... maybe I will."
