Susan Carpenter: I need a Nemesis Vanquish 7.62 with a Litton Ranger Night Vision scope, a suppressor and three extra ten-round detachable mags. Think you can handle that, or should I take my business elsewhere?
Big Ed: Suppressors are illegal for civilian use.
Susan Carpenter: Let's see what Dominic has to say about that? Yeah, Dominic. Look, chief, all due respect, I got a plane to catch. So why don't you just name your price and I'll get out of your hair?
Peter Carpenter: Sheila.
Sheila: Hello, Peter. Hank.
Henry Carpenter: It's actually Henry. I think you'd be able to retain at least one simple name somewhere beyond that haircut.
Sheila: Nice goggles. They go well with your misshapen head.
Susan Carpenter: I didn't want things to get violent.
Henry Carpenter: Violence isn't the worst thing in the world.
Susan Carpenter: What is then?
Henry Carpenter: Apathy.
Susan Carpenter: Sheila? Hello?
Peter Carpenter: Found her.
Sheila: Oh... oh. Lovely. You brought the children. Hello, Hank.
Henry Carpenter: Sheila. Looking radiant as ever.
Susan Carpenter: Let me guess, drinking away memories of that ex who left you in the lurch with two young boys.
Sheila: That was you.
Susan Carpenter: Oh, yeah.
Susan Carpenter: OK... Fuck it.
Peter Carpenter: You're not supposed to swear in front of me.
Susan Carpenter: We are not murdering the police commissioner and that is final.
