CLIVE SNAPS HIS FINGERS.
CLIVE: Bloody hell, she’s the voice of Blue Sky!
REBECCA: Yes. Yes, I am.
CLIVE: Malcolm got his own daughter to be the voice of the Overhead virtual assistant. I did not know that.
CLIVE: I wasn't kidding man, I'll stab you in the fucking eye with this fork. Now that's a really elaborate suicide but I reckon I can do it.
CLIVE: You use it on convicts, and you've made it dirty tech, the big money will go nowhere near it. You don't want to read that Billy Bugnuts who murdered his wife with a meat tenderiser is getting 10 years in hypersleep.
WARREN: And a tortoise. For Gordon.
PAMELA: I have to hand it to you, you really are the golden boy.
CLIVE: Damn right.
GORDON PULLS CLOSER.
GORDON: We could try. We could try and make a run for it.
AUBREY: His arm just came off. In Ben’s hand. The shock killed Grizzly in less than a minute. We're done, it's all over. I told Halbech to go fuck herself and I'm locked in my bathroom with half a packed bag and my coat on like I'm a bloody teenager.
HE INDICATES THE RECORDING DEVICE, WHICH AUBREY PICKS UP.
AUBREY: This? Oh, Dr. Halbech likes everything recorded—
AUBREY: Got some minor heroics to take care of.
WARREN: Sorry honey, we can't move in here. There's just been too many slams per cabinet. It's false economy.
KAREN: And there's no shower.
WARREN: And there's no shower!
