Going on what this bloke's said, he's the only one of that lot with the first clue what's going on. Which means it's on us, Nico. We want to keep this shithole from falling out from under us, it is, as usual, our own bloody lookout.

You'll know it's gone pear-shaped if you get a packet full of intriguing papers in a few days. They won't kill me, they can't make me into someone I'm not, and if they want to scrape the knowledge out of me sodding 'ead, then they can go bugger themselves with a tetanus-infected straight razor for all the good it'll do 'em.