This stupid dog is getting
fat. I let it run around, I don't feed it
that much. Is there, like, some secret thing I'm supposed to be doing here?
[added after Sexby's suggestion:]
Hey Jackie Boy. Feel like letting me upstairs so my dog can have free range? I mean, it's an innocent little animal - you shouldn't keep it away from the fake sunlight and fresh air just because it's owned by an inmate.
[private to Chekov]Mr. Chekov? Can I ask you something?
[private to Tosh]You're a warden who knows about computers, right?
[private to Krycek]So which is it: Krycek or Artnzen?
[private to Adam]Sylar's got this plan where we talk to people who know about ships and try to get them to help us figure out how to get to the control room. He's on the Asian chick and I'm gonna talk to the Russian kid. He also wants access to that file I've got on everybody, but I'm not sure I want to give it to him.
And fyi, he's got a hard-on for the cheerleader. Dunno if that's something we can use or if it's just kinda gross.