[Sylar]
For the record and to set the record straight? I am a more hand's off Warden. Don't give me any reason to doubt you and we shall get along fine. Test me and you won't like the result.

[Martha]
Fine -- I'll talk to her. I'm not admitting that I'm wrong because I'm never wrong, except maybe, in this case, I am.

[Rose]
Do you have a moment?

Well, at least all that has died down. As with any rumour, stop talking and it goes away.

[Sylar]
I believe it is time we had a little chat. I have gone over your file as I've been assigned your new Warden.

[Admiral]
I'd like to know what is being done as Loki's punishment.

[Private]
And when it comes to Rose, I have no idea what to do.

If you have to ask if it's the truth, then you should already know your answer.

[Private to the Master]
I think this brings up a few latent issues that need to be discussed.

What... is this?

I can't feel her. Or, for that matter... well.

Much of anything.

Silence. in the library

Remember when I said that I didn't like volcanoes? And had the feeling that one was going to be around?

I won't be rude and say 'I told you so'.

Nope. Won't do it.

[The Master.]
The obsession with Rose? It stops now got it?

It has yet to be my experience that anything dealing with the Roman era is ever good.

As a note, please -- do not attempt to speak in Latin? It will come out sounding Welsh. I speak from experience.

And I don't want to see one volcano.

Jack? We need to have a word.\

Or, perhaps, several of them.

Er... right.

And there's a reason I can't move in my quarters without stepping on nearly rotten bananas, why?

[Warden Filter]
What happened to Miss Tyler?

[/Filter]

Well, then. The week is off to a fantastic start it seems.

It seems to me I haven't introduced myself yet. Well, to those who don't know me, I'm the Doctor. Not Doctor so-and-so, just... the Doctor. Nothing more, nothing less. Just. The Doctor.

Hullo!

[Private to Topher]
It appears I have been assigned to you as your warden.