"Tell me about Watson."
"Regina – how'd you describe Watson? In one sentence?"
"Used to be a media, didn't you?"
"Royce – what do you know about him?"
"Need to check one guy. Maybe you know something."
"Hmm, and who?"
"Simon Randall. Also known as Royce."
"Maelstrom. Little birds say a certain Dex has taken an interest in him."
"You checking to see if I'll tell you the same thing as another fixer? Clever. But not too wise."
"Used to be a journalist."
"Not hard to guess, but I'll give you a point for perceptiveness."
"Why you stop?"
"Never stopped, really. Information is a weapon, V. I just traded in for a larger caliber."
"See you around."
"Bye, V. Remember, the media lies."
"The Japanese built Kabuki, but the Chinese live there, mostly. Northside used to be plated in chrome, now it's covered in rust."
"That's Watson."
"We have an entire aquarium full of corpos. And that's no metaphor. Know what all that comes out to?"
"One sentence is never enough?"
"Hey, V. Regina Jones here. If you're looking for work in Watson, give me a call."
"How'd you find me? How'd you even know my name?"
"I know where to gather my intel. Could even call me a collector. Later, V."
"How you getting along with Max?"
"How's things with Max?"
"Hm. Not easy."
"Be surprised if it were. Guess he didn't like what you've become, huh?"
"I didn't use to like certain things, either. Still don't like them. But I learned how to swallow 'em."
"What's he gonna do now?"
"Don't think even he knows that."
"Heard the news about Max."
"Heard about Max."
"V."
"Yeah?"
"Let's change the subject."
"What's the situation with cyberpsychosis research?"
"Just that I appreciate the effort you put in. You've given most cyberpsychos a second chance."
"Well, you deserve some thanks for removing the threat of those cyberpsychos from the streets."
"Just that I'm truly floored by your dedication. You didn't kill a single cyberpsycho."
"But anyway, the reward is yours."
"V, listen, I've got this delicate matter. It's why I called you."
"The number of cyberpsycho attacks in this city is on the rise. Now that's probably not news to you, but this issue matters to me… For a few reasons."
"There are people who say cyberpsychosis can be treated."
"Hey V, haven't heard of any cyberpsycho attacks lately. I think it's time we put an end to our little arrangement."
"Drop on by sometime – we'll catch up in person."
"About the cyberpsychosis work? Nothin' yet."
"Need more data points still. This organization runnin' the experimental therapy… I dunno, not sure I trust 'em myself."
"And I know exactly how that sounds. But I believe even an unproven therapy is still better than a bullet to the brain."
"If I get a tip about a possible attack, I'll give ya a call. Maybe you can investigate before MaxTac hits the scene."
"But remember! You're not there to execute anybody. Try to incapacitate the attacker, and I'll send someone to pick 'em up."
"I hope that's all clear."
"I know how much easier and simpler it can be to take a life rather than save one. Really, V, nice work."
"And I know it wasn't easy."
"Some of the cyberpsychotic have started therapy. Even if they can't be saved, at least maybe we'll learn more about the disease."
"'Cause I refuse to believe it's just some kind of cyberware \"overload.\""
"Who knows, maybe I'll learn enough to write a piece on it…"
"But we need more research subjects for any hope at all."
"Though to be honest… I'd hoped you'd save more of them."
"About cyberpsychosis? Not really. But thanks again for the help, V."
"Wanted to tell me something?"
"Catch you later."
