- Max Guevera: [she's feigning injury, and the thug is about to help her up] You're such a gentleman.
- [grabs his helping hand and throws him down the stairs]
- Max Guevera: Too bad I'm not a lady.
- Logan Cale: So, that was Lydecker?
- Max Guevera: Yup. My own private Antichrist. Up close and personal.
- Logan Cale: Shorter than I imagined. Do we have any idea why he was there?
- Max Guevera: Same as me. Looking for answers. He says all of us, his gifted children, were flawed.
- Logan Cale: Seizures?
- Max Guevera: I got the sense he was talking about something even worse.
- [pause]
- Max Guevera: I saved his life.
- Logan Cale: And here I thought I was special.
- Max Guevera: He was about to take a bullet in the head
- [shakes her head]
- Max Guevera: All I had to do was stand there and do nothing, and I could cross Donald Lydecker off my list of things to worry about.
- Logan Cale: You didn't exploit tactical advantage over your enemy? He'd be disappointed if he knew.
- Max Guevera: [smirks] How sick is that? But for some reason, I couldn't let it happen. I have no idea why.
- Logan Cale: Life good, murder bad?
- Max Guevera: I'm not that high-minded.