Daphne: I can't even blame you.
Later, Jim stalks My-Name-Is-Luka...
Jim: I have thwarted you, My-Name-Is-Luka, and I've called the cops to come get you. I don't exactly know how I'll hand you over to them without outing myself. I wish thinking was my super-power.
My-Name-Is-Luka: If you hear something late at night -- some kind of trouble -- some kind of fight, just don't ask me what it was, because I'm too busy ripping off your ski-mask and memorizing your face. I spit on your secret identity. Ptui.
Jim: Up, up and awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
The Watcher: Watches.
Day; Global Tech
Katie: Hey, Stephanie, leave me alone with your hormonal son while you run down to Veracruz, Mexico and talk to Dr. Volson's widow.
Stephanie: Not another road trip. Did you not see how many sneakers I've gone through?
Katie: You say that like you think I'm watching this show. LOL.
Stephanie: I meant to do that. LOL.
Daphne: Hey Recapper, over here!
Your Recapper: What are you doing? You're not in this scene.
Daphne: I know, but I'm going to get kissed. You wanna watch?
Your Recapper: I already did. Oh, right. You want me to tell the people about it. Hey people, Brett walks Daphne home and kisses her. Remember being 16 and getting a first kiss from a new boy (or girl)? Sigh.
Audience: Awww! Sigh.
George: My-Name-Is-Luka, I'm here to offer you a plea. Give up your boss, Victor Kadare, (whose name I only mention, in case he turns up later) and I'll just send you to jail for a hundred years, instead of a thousand.
My-Name-Is-Luka: I think it's 'cause I'm clumsy. I try not to talk too loud. Maybe it's because I'm crazy. I try not to act too proud. They only hit until you cry, and after that you don't ask why. You just don't argue anymore.
George: Wow. Jim got a little rough with you, not that I know Jim. I don't know any Jims. I don't even go to the gym, I'm just this fine, naturally.
My-Name-Is-Luka: Thank you for reminding me. Now's the time where I tell you I know there's a new super-hero in town and I know he's an undercover cop. Notice how my lawyer doesn't think I'm out of my mind? Isn't that weird? Aren't you just intrigued?