SShrinker
Why? I don't even ... I never saw him before. What have I ever done to him?
You killed someone he loved.
And there aren't many of them about. Avon's not a very lovable man, in case you hadn't noticed.
(Tarrant, Dayna and Vila begin to circle Shrinker)
Did they give you names when they gave you your orders?
And even if they did, could you put a face to the name? One screaming face among so many screaming faces?
Did they beg, Shrinker? Did they plead? No, Shrinker, please, Shrinker?
Can you remember how they cried, what they cried? Can you separate the voices now?
Or is it just one long, satisfying scream?
SShrinker
[as Avon is preparing to teleport out of the barren, exit-less cavern they are both standing in] We had a deal.
SShrinker
A way out. You promised me.
Oh, and I'm a man of my word. In the end, that's all there is, really.
[Avon throws the small handgun he has been holding onto the ground]
SShrinker
What's that for?
That's your way out. It's a better deal than you gave any of your victims. [speaking into his teleport bracelet] Bring me up.
SShrinker
[kneeling down to retrieve the handgun] No, we had a deal!
[Avon teleports out of the cavern]
SShrinker
That isn't what I meant! That isn't fair! It isn't fair!
How did you get away, Anna, that last day, the day I got myself shot? How did you get away?
AAnna
I waited for you, and when you didn't come back, I ran.
SShrinker
(V.O.) Bartolomew was running you.
Where to? Where did you run to, Anna? Not to your brother. He thinks you're dead. Who hid you, Anna?
AAnna
My husband. I didn't love him, he knew that. There was only you. But he wanted me and I was afraid.
SShrinker
(V.O.) Bartolomew stayed close and let you run...close and let you run...close and let you run.
Avon (very quietly, almost horrified, as he realises the truth): He...wasn't Bartolomew, was he?
Servalan (almost sympathetic): No, he wasn't. Not even Chesku knew who Bartolomew was. But you do, don't you, Avon?
Cally (offscreen, shocked): Avon!
Avon (Wheels and fires. Anna falls and he catches her, sinking to his knees, cradling her) At least that was honest.
AAnna
I knew when you found out, you would kill me.
Unless you killed me first.
AAnna
Huh. We were well matched, Avon.
You weren't even real. Bartolomew, Central Security's best agent, one of your colleagues told me that.
AAnna
Anna Grant. I was only ever Anna Grant with you.
Of all the things I have known myself to be, I never recognised the fool.