(..) You're not going to bore me, are you, Myranda? Never. Beg pardon, my lady. I've come to refill the wash basin. Oh, I don't need-- You still have friends in the North. If you're ever in trouble, (..)

(..) They wash up here a couple o' times a month. And more when it gets colder. Homeless, sheltering in the tunnels. Uh, we pulled 'im from the basin, but other than that we didn't touch 'im. - What? - Name's Jimmy. He's from St. Swithin's. It's the boys' home where I... coach some ball. (..)

(..) - Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm sure. The vote is nine to three in favour of guilty. Well, if this isn't the livin' end! What are you basin' it on? Stories this guy made up? You oughta write for one of those kooky detective magazines, make a fortune. For cryin' out loud, the kid's own lawyer (..)