YOU DIDN'T SEE WHAT I SAW

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Shaw: Are you sure about this, Scarlett?
Scarlett: Bit late to be asking now, isn't it? You're suggesting we don't do it?
Shaw: Well I'm certainly not saying we shouldn't not do it, if you follow, but we could just forget the artifact. Enjoy a relaxing and smooth voyage to New York City.
Scarlett: You're getting cold feet, aren't you?
Shaw: Me? Heavens, no! I wouldn't know my feet were cold if they were frostbitten. Haven't had sensation in ground hands for years. I suppose my concern - that is concerned from the old brain jar is well... uh... Ho- Ho- How wh- wh- what are the words? How do I put this?! Place this delicately.
Scarlett: I’d try speaking coherently to start.
Shaw: You haven't seen your father in 15 years. And the first you hear from him, he's catapulted you into grave danger. And here you are, taking on the burden of an old man you've spent most of your life separated from.
Scarlett: You weren't at the mansion, you didn't see what I saw. This is not screwing around time.
Shaw: Dah! Screws, nails, hammers, fingers, my point-
Scarlett: Yeah, you're gonna get to that soon?
Shaw: My point is, you appear rather level-headed considering the road, or rather the sea, we now travel. Pardon the pun. Are you alright?
Scarlett: Are you asking me if I am alright because I'm behaving normally?
Shaw: Sometimes, my dear, those who behave the most normally warrant the most concern.
Scarlett: I'm fine. Don't worry about me, you… you worry about keeping your medicinal habits under control.
Shaw: Tss, ah! Be quiet! They mustn't know!
Scarlett: We all know, Shaw!
Shaw: No, not our friends. Don't care about them. The other passengers! You never know who may want a taste. I only have enough for me!
Scarlett: (static) Shaw! For (static) sake.