FIFTEEN DAYS

Transcript:
Maxis: Hello... 'Mister Director'.
The Director: Oh, you heard me come in? You're very perceptive, aren't you?
The Director: Do you know how long you've been here?
Maxis: Not counting bathroom breaks and mandatory excercise?
Maxis: 15 days... As of today.
The Director: And still no breakthrough?
Maxis: What kind of breakthrough do you want? Your only goal seems to be trying to make me angry... but I'm not...
Maxis: Just disappointed.
The Director: You're probably going to be more disappointed when this session is over.
The Director: You do know that none of them really care for you... Strauss, Carver, Weaver... Even Grey. They've barely inquired as to your current 'situation'.
Maxis: That's not true.
Maxis: They wouldn't want me to be here. You're just trying to manipulate me... Test my emotional responses.
The Director: Like you did with them? Do you even know how much trouble you caused for your Requiem friends?
The Director: Going behind their backs on your little 'secret squirrel' mission with Ravenov?
Maxis: I looked Weaver in the eye when I was taken... to be brought here. He didn't want this.
The Director: You like him don't you?
Maxis: Not in the way you think. We just have history. Shared history. Shared... Trauma.
Maxis: You wouldn't understand.
The Director: I do understand. In fact I was very forgiving about the whole thing.
The Director: I mean... Given Weaver's failures and lapses in security, I could easily have had him 'disappeared'.
Maxis: Don't test me.
The Director: Maybe I still should...
Maxis: I'm warning you!
The Director: What on earth could you possibly do to me?
The Director: You really are just a pathetic, sad, little, lost girl...
Maxis: RAARRRGH!!!
The Director: Oh, dear... I suppose we'll have to replace that glass now.
The Director: But... at least we're making progress.