Margo: You truthied me. I can't lie. Eliot, I did this for you. There was no other way.
Eliot: Don't. You started this when you declared war. Now my wife and child are gone. I need to deal with the rats. I can't risk having to clean up your next mess. Guards!
Margo: No! Eliot! What are you doing?
Eliot: I don't know what else to do. Take her to the dungeons.
Margo: No! [guards grab her] Eliot, I'll fix this!
Eliot: Make sure she gets the best room. And see that she gets her coconut oil. Goodbye, Margo.