Jessica: Leif, baby…I think they finally caught up to us.
Leif: Took ’em long enough, Jessica. Let’s go have a drink.
Alex (thinking): If Hellsing deals with this on its own, great. If not, they’ll drive the freak out here, where I can deal with it.
Walter: Miller can handle cleanup duty. How do you feel?
Integra: Silly-looking. I think I’ll wear pants on the job from now on.
Integra (thinking): Where is everybody? Alexandra ought to be here…