VINCENT: “Sir, would you like a word with our Candescent? He’s ready.”

ELIAS: [quiet chuckling]

MR. ORANGE: “Excellent. Bring him in.”

VINCENT: “On it…”

ELIAS: “Oh, come on! Take these damn cuffs off! I didn’t do anything wrong!” [thrashing against restraints]

MR. ORANGE: “Mr. Oswald, perhaps you can explain how—and why—you made contact with one of our Zypher subjects.”

ELIAS: [laughs] “It was lost! Completely lost! Just wandering around, alone… so I figured I’d show it some affection. As for my motives…”

VINCENT: “You’re aware Zyphers aren’t capable of—”

ELIAS: “Shut it, cop!”

MR. ORANGE: “…”

ELIAS: “What? You were saying?”

MR. ORANGE: “Your behavior is the reason you’re sitting here in our facility.”