“The very last time you were intimate, were you safe? You weren’t, were you?” :eek:
Kind of an obvious gag, but still a bit shocking.
Miss Sharp is surprisingly helpful.
Probably too helpful. I don’t trust her.
“Dial 1-7-2-2-4…”
Um, how does that work?
“Do you have any cocaine?”
“No, I don’t have any cocaine.”
“Oh, that’s too bad.” 
“Hey! You’re gonna be OK.”
Maybe after her heart muscles heal a bit.
Peter’s medical history? I think I know what that means. Or do I?
What is this series of numbers?
WTF? Who’s in those beds?
Gas mask? Never good. :eek:
What the hell? Amber?
It’s never really Amber. 
Such a handsome man. If he was a bit younger, he’d make a perfect Captain America.
“I wasn’t going to tell you this, but he said he loved me too.”
I like Charlie. A shame, really. 
“A simple combination of dextromethorphan, clonazepam, and some fluoxetine.”
“Those are psychotics, Walter, all of them.”
Or, um, none of them. They’re cough medication, anti-anxiety, and Prozac, none of which are psychotics (or anti-psychotics, as the case may be).
“I suppose I should have followed in your footsteps, because your work has brought such joy to the world.”
Damn, dude, that’s harsh. :eek:
Apparently he handled her a bit more closely than he was supposed to.
“Occam’s Razor: all other things being equal, the simplest solution is the best.”
“Meaning?”
“He’s psychic.”
“Am I required to keep him alive?”
“That would probably be best.”
Olivia’s accent is slipping…
Whoa. That’s not good. :eek:
“OK, we get it.”
“No, I don’t think I do get it.”
“Neither do I. I just want him to stop.”
“Ever considered a life of crime?”
“No dental.”