You okay? Fine. You need anything? Mint? A getaway car? If...
PRESTON: "You okay?"
DEREK: "Fine. You need anything? Mint? A getaway car?"
PRESTON: [smiles] "If it's the Chief thing, don't worry about it. You deserve it."
DEREK: "Richard didn't pick me to be Chief."
PRESTON: "We all assumed... well, who did he pick?"
DEREK: [lying] "I don't know... wasn't me."