Normal: Well, well, well... so far, your moron colleagues have come up with the following excuses for why you're strolling in here at the crack of noon - you had a dental emergency, your aunt died... again, and my personal favorite from this idiot - you were detained by the sector police for practicing witchcraft. Now, would you care to further insult my intelligence?
Max Guevara: I overslept.
Original Cindy: He's from Manticore, huh? Say what you want - they sure know how to make 'em pretty.
Max Guevera/X5-452: Try spending an afternoon with him. He'll drive you crazy with his laughing, and his talking, and his breathing.
Original Cindy: Sugar, you got issues.
Max Guevara: What the mind can conceive, the body can achieve.
Donald Lydecker: It was the best of you that ran away that night.
Max Guevara: Yeah, well, we wanted to start a rock band.
Jace: Feels like I just woke up from a bad dream.
Max Guevara: I know. One of the reasons why I don't sleep. Let me know if it's a boy or a girl.
Jace: Either way, name's gonna be Max.
Kendra: Where did you find cold-pressed virgin olive oil from Tuscany in this economy?
Max Guevara: I broke into the Italian embassy.
Max Guevara: " think I'll call you Alec, as in Smart Alec.
X5 494/"Alec": I can live with that.
Max Guevara: Good, cuz my second choice was Dick.
Logan Cale: In case you haven't caught on by now, this girl's gonna do what she's gonna do no matter what you or anyone else says, so you've got two choices: back off or pitch in.
Max Guevara: What he said.
Max Guevara: Ready?
X5 494/"Alec": I'm always ready.
Biggs: Funny that's what Lola said.
Max Guevara: What's that?
Alec/X5-494: It's a hole in my body made by a bullet.
Max Guevara: Been there, done that. Check the news.
Original Cindy: Damn girl, what's in those pills?
Max Guevara: Spinach.
Sketchy: You guys want to head back to Jam Pony?
Original Cindy: He can't.
Herbal: Not for a half hour.
Sketchy: Why not?
Herbal: Normal said if I made two more runs before lunch, he going to make me employee of the week.
Max Guevara: Are you sure about all this? Pierpont Lemkin and the Taliban after some Star Wars widget in a robotic arm somewhere? Next thing you're gonna tell me aliens are involved.
Logan Cale: Wouldn't rule it out.
Max Guevara: You heard the man.
Mole: Well this sucks.
Alec/X5-494: I fought the law and the law won.
Max Guevara: Guys are the weaker sex.
Ben: Nothing went wrong with me! I'm doing what I was made to do, what we were taught to do.
Max Guevara: Hunt people down to perform amateur dental surgery? I must've missed that class.
Max: Guess we're just gonna have to get their attention, then.
Alec: Please tell me you're gonna get naked.
Donald Lydecker: Alcoholism is not a disease, it's a failing. You've turned it into a church. You worship the altar of self-pity. I come to these rooms for one reason, to remember what I don't want to become... helpless, impotent, and weak.
Max Guevara: I'm not that high-minded. Lydecker's the one guy that knows what's going on in this freak show body of mine... Whether or not this bar code has an expiration date. I guess I couldn't let him die with that secret.
Logan Cale: Whatever you have to tell yourself. Fact is, you saved a man's life.
Max Guevara: A bad man.
Max Guevara: We'll play "pin the name on the barcode" later.
Answer: It's their job. They are bike messengers and have lockers to hold personal stuff.