Claire Lloyd: "I want more of the perfume. As much as I need. I also want a share of what you're really doing."
Banning: "You couldn't conceive of what I'm really doing. There's nothing there for you."
Claire: "I also won't tolerate the condescension anymore."
B: "Something's different, Claire. The avarice is the same, but there's a confidence I haven't seen. You're up to something, aren't you?"
Claire: "Ethaniel!"
Banning (turns, sees ET-boy): "Bravo, Claire. You've used my own creation to capture the only one who could harm me. You're either far more intelligent than I gave you credit for or far more fortunate. For the moment I'll give you the benefit of the doubt."
Claire: "Give me the perfume."
Banning: "Don't be absurd."
Claire: "Do it, Ethaniel!"
Banning: "So strong, yet so vulnerable. Are you ready to kill me, Ethaniel?"
(Laura runs in, blah blah I didn't write down)
Banning: "Confusing, isn't it? Truth and lies and feelings all jumbled up. I've always told you the truth, Ethaniel. Or was that another lie?"
Dent comes in, disarms ET-boy, tosses Laura over the tall building's edge during the fight, dangles her in his hold, warns Ethaniel about not coming closer.
Dent: "A-a-a. You don't wanna rattle me now, I might just let her slip. "
Ethaniel: "I'll come with you. I'll do what Banning wants."
Dent: "You just don't know how to play the game, do you? He'll do what he wants, anyway."
Lets go of Laura, unnecessary weight load for our Indestructo Man.
Mr. Dent: "Our people are still looking for Pace. And Clair Lloyd is... taken care of."
Mr. Banning: "Thank you. - Mr. Dent. Have you ever wished to experience... love?"
Dent: "I don't wish for things."
Mr. B: "Of course. But if you did, would love be one of them?"
Dent: "No."
Mr. B: "Why would that be? Please, indulge me."
Dent: "The way I see it, love is nothing more than awkward fumbling in the back seats of cars, graduating into fights over home decor and the occasional greasy meal over at Big Jack's family restaurant. Then one person dies before the other.
It's pointless.
Of course, I'm not human."
Mr. B: "Hmh. All the better. Perspective. Well spoken, Mr. Dent. That will be all."
Dent leaves, Mr. Banning calls for his secretary.
Mr. B: "Christine? Come see me, please." (two sprays of pheromone perfume on self, leans back curiously or expectantly to wai see and be characteristically casually evil.)