Harold, to what do I owe the privilege?
Did you speak to Detective Fusco?
I hope the good detective is okay.
He is now, no thanks to you.
Perhaps if you had told me about my friend Bruce's death, I wouldn't have had to resort to other sources.
I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would seek retribution. There are powerful forces in play.
You don't have to tell me, Harold. I have a scar on my chest to prove it. But a little advice: a leader enlists all his resources in war, not just his favourites.
This is a battle best fought alone. John and I can handle it, and I'd appreciate it in the future if you would leave Detective Fusco out of this.
Some time ago, you gave me a book, advice for these troubled times. I would like to return the favour. War requires sacrifices.
I'll bear that in mind.
You know what your problem is, Harold?
No, tell me.
Underneath all that intellect, you're the darkest of all of us. It's always the quiet ones we need to be afraid of. I just hope I'm not around the day that pot finally boils over.
I'm afraid you're mistaken.
