XLena: I am never taking an eight am class again.
Murdoch: You say that every time.
Lena: This time I mean it. ... Only an hour until the VT starts running. I can sleep once I get on the train.
Murdoch: Smoke?
Lena: God yes. But if it puts me to sleep, you have to stay and wake me up when the train comes.
Murdoch: I got no place better to be. I reckoned to be waitin' a lot longer anyhow. You don't leave mostly 'til what, nine?
Lena: ... Or noon. Murdoch, are you all right?
Murdoch: Just one of those nights. ... It ought to be harder, killin'. People die goddamn easy once you got the trick of it. Once you done a few, you stop thinkin' about it, you don't take five minutes to think if there's a way where a girl don't have to die. Something you can't take back nor fix got no business bein' easy. D'autre part (on the other hand), if I'd kilt Russell Faden three year ago, the world'd be a better place an' this wouldn't be half the mess. I dunno. People just rubbin' my nose in how stupid I am tonight.
Lena: What I meant was you ain't using your left arm at all. Or was I not supposed to notice?
Murdoch: An' I see the night ain't over yet.