[Ema visibly winces at the threat; she remembers how it felt that last time he forcefully invaded her head to cement an idea there. It is not an experience she wishes to repeat.] I get it, I get it. Not you at all.

[The response to his not-quite 'thanks' is, of course, a not-quite 'you're welcome.'] Easier for both of us if I just hand you the money. Saves you time and I know how much is missing.

I'll let you go back to smoking and all that. I'm sure I'm not someone you want hanging around.