Whoa. Red phone. :eek:
“…a pair of charred twins.”
A clue! 
“The coffee’s still hot.”
You know, you could touch the mug. You don’t actually have to stick your finger into it.
“You sound just like him.”
That’s a mixed compliment. :rolleyes:
“That could have been one of my records.” 
OK, even if this worked at all, there’s no needle making a track in the window. The glass might encode the sound of a fraction of a second, but hardly minutes of sound.
Wow. Harris is a bad guy?
Quelle surprise. :rolleyes:
Focus the heat on Harris! :eek:
Awesome.
Couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy. 
“I can’t remember.” 
Poor Walter.
Peter and Walter are getting so close.
So, of course, it’s only a matter of time until it all gets torn apart. :eek:
Lots of Observer pics. Never good. :eek:
“Hello, Walter.”
“Hello.”
“It’s time to go.”
“Is it time?” :eek:
WTF is going on?
Nina’s shot! :eek:
Hmm, four minutes? What did they do to her?
Mr. Jones! :eek:
“The Assault in the Pastry Shop”
Hmm, did they do something with her arm?
Kevlar parts in her ribcage? That’s convenient.
WTF is Jones doing?
“Clearly, we thought we could manage this better than we did.”
I believe they call that “epic fail”.
“What can he do with it?”
“Unfortunately, the question is, what CAN’T he do.” :eek: