Boss: Marie, you’re a smart woman. Don’t insult my intelligence and ask why.
Marie: WHY? Because I’m making sense?
Boss: Making sense? Kurt’s dead, Marie. He’s dead and he’s never coming back. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?
Marie: How dare you? It means everything to me!
Boss: I doubt that.
Marie: How could-
Boss: Your negligence got a man killed. Your half baked conspiracy theories could get more people killed. What were you doing in that neighborhood Marie? It’s a dangerous place even when capes and masks aren’t having secret midnight parlays. If that really is what happened.
