- Sylvie Brett: Hey.
- Isaac Davis: I know you.
- Sylvie Brett: Yeah, I'm Sylvie. I was in the ambulance with you. I, uh, I thought I would just come and check up on you. Oof, fractured ulna. See, for me, it was the radius. I just got my cast off a few weeks ago.
- Isaac Davis: How'd that happen?
- Sylvie Brett: On a job. Floor collapsed during a fire. Took me with it.
- Isaac Davis: Wow.
- Sylvie Brett: What about you?
- Isaac Davis: Stupid fight, that's all.
- Sylvie Brett: Did you get any of that famous apple pie?
- Isaac Davis: No, just pudding. But, hey, I'm not complaining. It's better than anything I ever got at County.
- Sylvie Brett: Well, still, I'll get somebody to grab you a slice in the cafeteria tomorrow.
- Isaac Davis: Not sure I'll be here. Heard I was getting bussed back by then.
- Sylvie Brett: Isaac...
- [sighs]
- Sylvie Brett: ... maybe if you told me something about what's happening at County, maybe I can help you.
- Isaac Davis: You can't help. You gonna be there when they slam the doors and lock me away in the Badlands? No, nobody will be there but me.
- Sylvie Brett: "Badlands"? What's that?
- Isaac Davis: Forget about it. There's nothing you can do, trust me.
- Sylvie Brett: Try and get some rest, okay?
- Isaac Davis: Can you maybe stay a little longer? I-I'll sleep better if someone were here with me.
- Sylvie Brett: Yeah, of course.