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: You're such a gentleman, too bad I'm not a lady.
Max: Guess we're just gonna have to get their attention, then.
Alec: Please tell me you're gonna get naked.
X5 494/"Alec": We're living on borrowed time. And if you don't put your heart out there on the line, you're never really living at all.
Normal: I don't want to interrupt your social life with my petty concerns so why don't we just close down the business and live off the charity of strangers.
Zack: Did you look in the yellow pages under "black helicopter operations"?
Logan Cale: Oh, another Manticore wit.
Max Guevara: What the mind can conceive, the body can achieve.
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.
Original Cindy: Damn girl, what's in those pills?
Max Guevara: Spinach.
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.
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.
Logan Cale: If I just had my ass handed to me by a size three, I'd be inclined to mind my own business.
X5 494/"Alec": Copulation between X5 452 and myself successful, Ma'am. Twice.
Logan Cale: You're a thief?
Max Guevara: Girl's gotta make a living.
Logan Cale: Thank God.
Max Guevara: First time I ever heard that one.
Max Guevara: I had to have radical emergency amateur brain surgery to remove a nanochip from my cerebellum before I stroked from a neurochemical overload."
Logan Cale: Do not attempt to adjust your set. This is a streaming freedom video bulletin. This is a secure cable hack that will last exactly sixty seconds. It cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped and it is the only free voice left in the city.
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.
Max Guevara: Ready?
X5 494/"Alec": I'm always ready.
Biggs: Funny that's what Lola said.
Max Guevara: Go for Max.
Joshua: Little fella. Little fella, everything's gone sideways. It's-It's fubar. There be people screaming. And-And Gem is trying to keep her legs crossed so the baby won't pop out.
Answer: It's their job. They are bike messengers and have lockers to hold personal stuff.
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