- Sean Richards: It's like I was waking into a dream. But someone else's dream, where none of it's real, none of it's yours. Just a feeling of being so lost that no amount of waking will change it. I could remember nothing else before that point.
- Detective Grimsby: A girl goes missing. Gone a week. Turns out her father is missing too. Now we search every inch of Hampstead and The Heath, from Whitestone Pond to South End Green, and then you show up and claim you know nothing. What would you think Mr Richards?
- Rupert Astor: Oh man, this is so sterile.
- Young Sean: What?
- Rupert Astor: Sterile, it's the new cool word.
- Young Sean: Ah, no, it's not.
- Rupert Astor: It's so good, it's so clean, it's... it's sterile!
- Young Sean: Like a hospital?
- Rupert Astor: Soon everybody's going to be saying it.