— We'll get caught.
— We won't! Well, not yet.
— Caught in five minutes.
" — Hi, we thought we'd have a wander around your top secret weapon base.
— Really? Great. Come in, kettle's boiled. "
That's if we don't get shot.
I'm afraid, John. Afraid. I've always been able to keep myself distant. Divorce myself from feelings. But look, you see, body's betraying me. Interesting, yes? Emotions. The grit on the lens, the fly in the ointment.