February 20, 2015 | 0 Comments
Red: Who the hell is this?
Red: Who the hell is this?
Red: You tell me what little you know, or I’ll put you in the ground myself.
Red: The smoking gun. Whoo! That sounded dramatic.
Red: It’s good to meet you. I’ve heard nothing but terrible things.
Red: I told you so.
Red: If you’re looking for your driver, he’s napping in the trunk.
Liz: You were there.
Red: Call my bluff.
Luther: I’m the man who just took over your gulag. You’re the desk jockey that’s going to put me in contact with someone who matters.
Luther: From here on forward, I am the warden.