“We're old friends.” – Vaughn

Vaughn

[to the guard] We're old friends.

Sark

Actually, given our shared intimacies with your late wife, I may even go so far as to say that we're family. Mr. Vaughn, your timing is impeccable. The last of my broken bones has finally healed and I sit before you a fresh canvas for your aggression. But before we begin whatever inquisition you're here for, there is a pesky question that's been lingering in my head. Do you mind?

Vaughn

Go ahead.

Sark

Was it the infidelity or the espionage that motivated you to kill the woman I loved?

Vaughn

The woman you loved?

Sark

Yes. Loved. You know, she once actually told me that she longed to love you... but the mundane existence you provided couldn't hold a candle to my passion.

Vaughn

That wasn't for sleeping with the woman I was married to. I couldn't care less about her.