| Character | Line # | Attribution | Subtitle | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Factory Worker 01 | 01 | So I says to her, I think you're having it off with Reg. And she says, 'That's disgusting, a woman of my age, having it off." And I say, "Well whose socks are these, then?" And she says, "they're yours, you idiot, I knitted them for you last Christmas." And I say, "I never seen'em before in my life." And she says, "Look on the bottom, I bet there's a bit of egg on them, from when you dropped your egg last Wednesday and you insisted on wiping it up with your foot." And sure enough, there's egg on the bottom. | ||
| Factory Worker 02 | 02 | - So they were your socks? | ||
| Factory Worker 01 | 03 | I just forgot I'd ever seen them, is all. | ||
| Factory Worker 02 | 04 | Well, that's a relief. I hate Reg. | ||
| Factory Worker 01 | 05 | It's not, though. | ||
| Factory Worker 02 | 06 | How's that? | ||
| Factory Worker 01 | 07 | I says, last Wednesday, you've got an awfully precise memory. | ||
| Factory Worker 02 | 08 | Oh my Lord. She was off her Joy! | ||
| Factory Worker 01 | 09 | That's right. I had to take her to a Doctor. She was screaming the whole way, but she's all fixed up now. | ||
| Constable | 10 | Bit late to work, are we? | ||
| Constable | 11a | Sorry, sir, there has been a slight hiccup in the disposition of the lab, and it is currently in isolation. No one in, no one out. Please come back later. | ||
| Constable | 11b | Did you not understand me? The lab is closed. It is not open. It is shut off. Sealed. In seclusion, do you see? Quarantined. Immured. Now off with you. | ||
| Constable | 11c | Where'd you get this card! You don't even work here! | ||
| Constable | 12 | Where do you think you're going, then? | ||
| Constable | 13 | We're not open to the general public. Bugger off. | ||
| Constable | 14 | I said, bugger off! | ||
| 15 | [LINE MISSING] | |||
| Arthur Hastings | 16 | PC_Art | What sort of crisis makes them lock down the entire factory? |
| Character | Line # | Attribution | Subtitle | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Arthur Hastings | 001 | PC_Art | But, uh, I'm a reporter! And I'm supposed to interview Dr. Verloc! I hope he hasn't forgotten. | |
| Constable | 002 | Bobby | A journalist, ay? Have you got your press pass? | |
| Arthur Hastings | 003 | PC_Art | I, uh ... left it at the office. | |
| Constable | 004 | Bobby | Well, then, you'd best go back and get it, haven't you? | |
| Arthur Hastings | 005 | PC_Art | So a press pass gets me in. Amazing what people will do to get in the newspaper. | |
| Arthur Hastings | 006 | PC_Art | Maybe I can go talk to Mrs. Oliphant at the O Courant. See if she's got a spare press pass. | |
| Constable | 007 | Bobby | Here to see the Doctor? He does love to be in the papers. Head right on in. | |
| Arthur Hastings | 008 | PC_Art | I'm interviewing Dr. Verloc. |
Line 16 also present in Joy_Factory_Investigations.
I quite like the eavesdropper. Kinda gives you a sense of the panopticon of the Village.