Seras: …do you trust your father?
I trusted my father, and I trust my sire…that’s the word for the vampire who bit you and changed you, isn’t it? Well, he’s my Master, just as you are his. And I trust him, as I trust you.
Who do you trust? Sir Integra?
Integra: Walter. Are we ready?
Walter (thinking): Were they standing that close together before…?
Walter: Yes, Sir Integra.
The plane has been customized, according to your specifications. Even the more…unique ones.