Dr. Gaillard: The bad news is, there’s no way we’re getting them out of here discreetly.

. . . I am so fired. I don’t know why I ever thought I might not be.

The Cormorant’s in monster form, and, um, frozen. Might or might not be conscious. And the Porcupine — that’s the one without a Master, right? I see it, but . . .

I can’t tell if it has the strength to get up.

Köhler: Dr. Gaillard!!

Miranda: . . . You don’t have to yell.