Pip: Yes, sir. I’ll grovel. I will get down on my knees and beg for your forgiveness. I will kiss the ground you walk on and lick your boots clean. I will–

Integra: Enough. You at least understand how colossal your error was.

You are on probation for the next month. Without pay. You will be off of the field and in the house, doing whatever the servants need done. If it means licking things, you will lick them. One word of complaint, and I’ll give you to Alucard instead. Now be silent.

And you, Walter!

Walter: Sir.

Integra: You let Bernadette do this with no supervision? That’s the biggest failure of judgment here!