We make a baby, Sylvie, we do it making love. Not fucking on the kitchen floor.

“I figured the Nightingale Investigations job application form had the question …”

“Looks to me like it sorted itself out. The girl’s been laid, my guess, fairly r…”

“This is the us you wanted us to be, Gwen.”

“A man’s any man at all, no one fucks with his woman.”