Adelle: I’m going to make you an offer.
Caroline: I told you all I want is to be left alone.
Adelle: We both know we’re past that.
Caroline: Gee, what gave it away? The big, black van? Or the being held in this room for two days with no frickin’ idea where I am?
Adelle: My offer is this: Your life… for your life.
[Caroline scoffs quietly.]
Adelle: I get five years, you get the rest. You’ll be free.
Caroline: Is that you talking? Or the Rossum Corporation? Why me? Why did you pick me?
Adelle: Caroline, you picked us. This is a good thing, Caroline.
Caroline: I know what I saw. What started this?
Adelle: You and I have been doing this dance for almost two years. I thought you'd have learned by now. Nothing is what it appears to be.