my my, mr. bond

-I can't resist waking you. Every time I do you look at me as if you hadn't seen me in years. Makes me feel reborn.


-You're not going to let me in there, are you? You've got your armour back on. That's that.
-I have no armour left. You've stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me - whatever is left of me - whatever I am - I'm yours.