Stern: And if we don’t find anything worthwhile, I’ll need you to go away. Whitman: I don’t take orders from you. Stern: Oh, Detective. Everyone takes orders from me.
Monet: Find out who killed that professor. That’s how we get Zeke out from under all this. Carrie: What if I can’t? Monet: Not an option. You work for me now. If you let me down, you got a lot more to lose than you’re fucking job. You understand me? Don’t make me do this shit again.
