- Dr. Julia Lam: We gave her three ampoules of Naloxone, no response. Convulsions, severe bleeding. Eighteen years old and she died of biventricular heart failure.
- Matt Devlin: Eighteen and she died of a heart attack?
- Ronnie Brooks: Well, that's young. What was it, coke?
- Dr. Julia Lam: Heroin.
- Matt Devlin: Was she a regular user?
- Dr. Julia Lam: No, she was a swallower. That's her bag. We found seventy heroin-filled condoms in her stomach.
- Ronnie Brooks: Did you say seventy? Seven zero?
- [Central London Revenue Office, Hammersmith W14, Thursday 19th November]
- Una McGladdery: Fantastic. This is the reason I joined. All I want is mountains of paperwork.
- Alesha Phillips: So what should we be looking for?
- Una McGladdery: You don't "look" for anything. Be the paper, become the numbers. First rule of tax forms? Everybody lies. Second rule of tax forms: everybody gets found out eventually, usually by me.
- James Steel: What do you need.
- Una McGladdery: [to James Steel] Guns.
- Una McGladdery: [to Alesha Phillips] Lots of guns.
- [a pause as Alesha's slight smile abruptly fades]
- Una McGladdery: Only jokin'. More floor space. Three current businesses, several failed ventures: this guy's been in business since 1994. He started filing his online returns in 2005. I can handle those. Pre-that, it's paper, and you need a lot more floor space.
- James Steel: Ah. Consider it done.
- Una McGladdery: [hefting two heavy-duty staplers and clicking them as if they're guns, a la Trinity] Let's get to work.