Mr. Wall: She knows nothing, Mr. Hand.
Mr. Hand: A dead end... Yes, Mr. Wall?
Mr. Wall: We thought his imprint would allow us to track him, but instead we have been brought here. This is irrational.
Mr. Hand: Instincts are irrational, Mr. Wall, and we must follow where they lead... Yes?
Mr. Rain: Mr. Sleep suggests that he might go to places familiar... His job...
[is interrupted by Mr. Hand]
Mr. Hand: He does not care about our job...
[is interrupted by Mr. Wall]
Mr. Wall: Indulge us, Mr. Hand. If you were Murdoch... Yes?
Mr. Hand: If I were Murdoch... I would remember how my wife had hurt me by sleeping with another man. And then, I would look for a way to hurt her in return... Leave me alone with her
[May]
Mr. Hand: , there is work to be done.