Darren: "I can't help but wonder what it was that made the PD so very sure that I killed that girl. Almost like there was irrefutable, but then it turned out fake, evidence of my involvement."
Mayor: "Are you threatening me?"
Jamie: "No, he's just babbling. But I am threatening you. Get the fuck out."
Mayor: "Puppy mad! Little puppy growling. Listen, puppy. There's nothing here for you to save or defend. You'll leave just like Gwen did."
Darren: "He's right. It's almost as if that parting shot were actually aimed at me, and not Jamie at all. This, plus the recent humiliating falling-down (and catheter) situations, has shown me that I must become the Eurydice to Jamie's Orpheus. He must walk away, leaving me here down amongst the dead men. The Mayor has given me clarity without even meaning to."
Mayor: "Uh derr, I totally meant to. That's the only reason I came."
Holder: "I couldn't help noticing a sort of sex vibe between you and that Tom Waits-wannabe Fed."
Linden, coyly: "Who, Corey? (Giggle.)"
Holder: "Did you fuck him? Oh my God, did you 'rock a booty call'?"
Linden, delighted: "Hee, hee."
Holder: "Call 1-900-LINDEN!"
Linden, abruptly: "There are seven digits in a telephone number."
Holder: "And just like that, the Aspie Vacation comes to an end."
But secretly, she is still loving it, and it is delightful. She's very appealing somehow, when it comes down to it, which is the genius of this casting choice: That even with all her bullshit, people will still do incredible things for her. They play it as professional respect, they play it as "she grew up a survivor who can get what she needs," they play it any way they have to in justifying the plot... But honestly I think I wouldn't even care how off she is either, because of this lovely quality she has. Dignified, I think, is the word or the through-line for Mireille Enos's character work: She gives these women dignity.
And that's awesome, because she plays the most depressing-lifed people, people who would seem utterly desperate with most other actors playing them, but there's a solitary and stern dignity underneath that just makes her magnetic. Actually, I guess that's how Holder gets away with it too. Not exactly the same thing, but they downplay his beauty so much to get to kind of the same spot: He's like a lonely monk or something, all these rules he sets and the utter silence inside of him, but dressed up like a person without any self-control. Like any addict, or anybody grieving: Your fervent wish that the normal you is the secret you, and you're just wearing an out-of-control costume of somebody else.