You hear about that clusterfuck up on North Pine?

Hampton: Dutch Stevens' kid.

How the fuck do you flip a two-ton snow plow?

Hampton: With stupidity.

The apple don't fall far from the gutter.

[CUSTOMER] Well, that's kind of you.

Hampton: On the house.

Thank you.

Hampton: Hey, Rose. You want a refill?

Rose: You can top me off anytime.

Hampton: I like the new do. Très chic.

Ms. Cobel: Harmony Cobel. Well, flip my toboggan.

Hampton: You want coffee?

Ms. Cobel: No.

Hampton: Tables are for paying customers.

Ms. Cobel: Fine. Then buy me a coffee. The town is older than I remember. Frailer.

Hampton: Yeah, well, with the market readjustment from a few years ago and the fluctuating interest rates, there was a retrenchment from some of the core infrastructure investments.

Ms. Cobel: I need a favor. But not here. Meet me at the factory.

Hampton: Hey, Dot. Close up for me.

Dot: Sure.

Hampton: You know how fucked it is to ask me to come here?

Ms. Cobel: I need you to drive me to Sissy's.

Hampton: Oh. No, thanks.

Ms. Cobel: If they're watching the house, they'll recognize my car.

Hampton: How much trouble are you in?

Ms. Cobel: Enough.

Hampton: You know she still lives by the nine?

Ms. Cobel: I assumed.

Hampton: Then you know she's a fucking pariah here.

Ms. Cobel: You can stay in the truck. I need to get something.

Hampton: Why would I help you with anything?

Ms. Cobel: We were once chums. Old colleagues lift each other up.

Hampton: Colleagues? Child fucking labor.

Ms. Cobel: Kier and Imogene met at the Ether Mill, you know that?

Hampton: Was she hacking up a lung at the time?

Ms. Cobel: I can smell it on your breath. Pathetic.

Hampton: Fuck you.

Ms. Cobel: You can help me or not. But I'll not be the punching dummy for your resentments.

Hampton: Coast is clear.

Ms. Cobel: You're higher than a bearded vulture.

Hampton: Tell her to drop dead for me.

Sissy: You are not welcome here. This is trespass. I have a mind to call the authorities. I do not want that huff peddler on my property.

Ms. Cobel: You gave him his thirst for it.

Sissy: You've a liar's mouth.

Oh.

Sissy: Do you want to come down here and tell me what this is all about?

Ms. Cobel: What have you done with my things?

Sissy: Sold. To the poor.

Ms. Cobel: They weren't yours to sell.

Sissy: I sit in this house. You do not.

Ms. Cobel: Has anyone been here?

Sissy: No one comes here.

Ms. Cobel: Or telephoned?

Sissy: A Mr. Drummond.

Ms. Cobel: And what did he want?

Sissy: What have you done, little mouse? Harmony!

Ms. Cobel: I want the key to Mother's room.

Sissy: That room stays shut until all who remember her sit with Kier. You know this.

Ms. Cobel: Give me the key.

Sissy: Why do you bring nothing but woe into my life?

Ms. Cobel: No, it is you who cursed this house with woe.

Sissy: I will not have this quarrel.

Ms. Cobel: What were her last words?

Sissy: Child, do not test me.

Ms. Cobel: What were they? She said nothing after you pulled the tube from her gullet.

Sissy: There was gratitude in her eyes to be freed from her suffering. If only she had been a believer. Perhaps she would have found solace in the nine. You didn't have to listen to her wheezing as I did, day after day.

Ms. Cobel: I would have cared for her myself, had I not been at school.

Sissy: Where you belonged.

Ms. Cobel: I didn't even get to say goodbye.

Sissy: Your studies were more important. Mr. Eagan saw Kier in you. He really did. And the Wintertide Fellowship... Even at the factory, no apprentice was more industrious than you. Such a disappointment you've proven to be.

Ms. Cobel: What did Drummond tell you?

Sissy: Return and plead forgiveness, child. The Eagans will grant it.

Ms. Cobel: And show me mercy, just like you did with Mother. Where is the key?

Sissy: All you will find in there is pain.

Ms. Cobel: Where is it? I found it! Come on.

Sissy: Don't! Stand away!

Hampton: Get your harpy hands off me.

Sissy: You've no salutation here, you blighted snuff slave.

Hampton: All right, I missed you too. You smell like crow skin.

Sissy: I'll phone somebody. I swear it!

Hampton: Yeah, call everyone. We'll have a fucking kegger.

Sissy: This is a pure house.

Hampton: Back off or I'll put you in the bay!

Ms. Cobel: What is it? What happened?

Hampton: Nothing. Came to get you. She's not too happy about it.

Ms. Cobel: Did you see something?

Hampton: No, but it's cold as shit in the truck, and I gotta get back.

Ms. Cobel: I have to find it.

Hampton: Find what?

Ms. Cobel: Oh, just give me a minute just to think.

Hampton: I liked her.

Ms. Cobel: You barely knew her.

Hampton: She hated Lumon more than I did. That's all I needed to know.

Hmm.

Hampton: At least she doesn't have to live with Sissy anymore. You wanna get high?

Wow.

Ms. Cobel: Oh, I haven't done that since I was eight.

Hampton: You ready to man the vat for ten hours?

Oh.

Ms. Cobel: It's so shameful that you sell it.

Hampton: I don't think it's here. What you're looking for.

Sissy: Get out of here!

Ms. Cobel: She wouldn't throw it away.

Hampton: Find it?

Ms. Cobel: Get the truck ready. And watch my head.

Ms. Cobel: I'm going. Don't tell them I was here.

Sissy: I would never bear falsity to a steward of the Eagans.

Ms. Cobel: Lumon destroyed this town. You owe them no loyalty.

Sissy: There was no town before the factory. And what about your own employ? Everything that you have, you owe back to the Eagans as fealty.

Ms. Cobel: Fealty? Mine! My designs! Circuit blueprint, base code, overtime contingency, glasgow block. All of it.

Sissy: Jame Eagan was the inventor.

Ms. Cobel: So I've heard.

Sissy: Extraordinary. Why have you never spoken of this?

Ms. Cobel: It was told Kier's knowledge is for all.

Sissy: That is true.

Ms. Cobel: That if I sought credit, I would be banished.

Ms. Cobel: I hope you die as painfully as she did.

Sissy: It was her hand that removed the tube, not mine.

Ms. Cobel: No!

Sissy: Your mother was a coward. More sick in the soul than in the body. Filled with malice and resentment.

Ms. Cobel: I don't believe you!

Sissy: I thought you were different, my flower. I tried to help you grow. But now I see you are a weed, just as she was.

Hampton: Hey! Someone's coming! You better get going.

Ms. Cobel: Hampton.

Hampton: I'll see you around.

Hampton: Come and tame these tempers, assholes.

Devon (on phone): Mrs. Selvig? Oh, thank fuck, I've been trying to reach you.

Mrs. Cobelvig: Yes, I'm aware.

Devon (on phone): So, listen, Mark has been reintegrating.

Mrs. Cobelvig: Reghabi?

Devon (on phone): Yeah.

Mrs. Cobelvig: And she hasn't killed him yet?

Devon (on phone): No. I mean, I think he's okay? But listen, we wanna try something else.

Mrs. Cobelvig: Is Mark with you?

Devon (on phone): Uh-huh. Yes.

Mrs. Cobelvig: Put him on.

Mark (on phone): Yeah. Hello?

Mrs. Cobelvig: Tell me everything.