NARRATOR: Command Deck...
TAGON: Kevyn, why aren't you down in the lab leading that analysis?
KEVYN: Your dad's team has it. They don't need my supervision.
TAGON: And I do?
KEVYN: That's not
TAGON: Because it sounds like you trust my dad more than you trust me.
KEVYN: Actually, it's Bristlecone I don't trust.
BRISTLECONE: Noted. Nice deflection, by the way.
NARRATOR: Field surgery...
TAILOR: Shodan, you should take Chelle and her escort around the corner now.
SHODAN: *shouting* Chelle! You, Wilson, and Eccles have the perimeter. GO!
TAILOR: You too, sir. Pi and I have this.
SHODAN: I'm staying.
TAILOR: Sir, you can't help at this point. You have to trust us to do this right.
SHODAN: If I didn't trust you, I'd be around the corner.
PI: Cut the red wire.
NARRATOR: Maraca brain...
PARA: Tagii, please. If you don't migrate out, I can't save Ennesby.
TAGII: You don't trust me to stay here? Well, I don't trust you to give me a proper refuge.
Also, I can't leave until Ennesby lets me go.
ENNESBY: You'd have unrestricted access to all my I/O! I—
TAGII: *interrupting* Don't trust me?
I think there is a lot of that going around right now.