Cold and Dark

John Dark:
It takes forty minutes to bury a body... longer, if's it's still alive... tougher, if it's your best friend.

John Dark:
When you do the job, right, because of the stress... I can see that you get off on it. I'd imagine that maybe the... you know, that nothing else got you off.

Albany:
No. I get off on sex.

John Dark:
Really?

Albany:
I come at the drop of a head.

Superintendent Maddox:
As they say in Alabama, they're making me drink monkeymilk!

Superintendent Maddox:
Look in my club bag, Dark! Tell me what you see.

John Dark:
Some irons, some woods... Jeez... I'm not a golfing man.

Superintendent Maddox:
Some irons, some woods. They all hit the ball a little differently. Hard and heavy for the gliding long shot, soft as touch for the delicate putt. You can't play a varied course with one club, Dark! Same with a police force, it takes a range of officers. Some hit heavy, some nudge, and some knock the ball off the mother f***ing course! If you're telling me that DCI Shade has on occasion taken events into his own hands to stuff sh*t back up the devil's anus, I call that hitting heavy when the course demands! Do I make myself absolutely clear, detective sergeant Dark?

Dr. Elgin:
Ever had a tinkle in the Indos, mr. Dark? Because it's a very risky buisiness. In the Indos, there's a little fish called the candir? which can swim up a stream of urine. It does this to find it's way into your testicles, because the candir? is a parasite and every parasite has it's chosen... of occupation. Belly. Bowels. Balls. I tell you this in the hope that it will make what follows easier to accept. The candir? is from the natural world, our world. Supernatural means beyond natural. Not beyond what exists, just beyond what we know. It is supernatural only until we witness it, and you have witnessed the grail mr. Dark. Think of a grail as a spectral parasite that needs a very particular kind of host, a human corpse. Vacated by it's valid lifeforce, this fleshy vessel gives the grail all it needs. It enters after death, burroughing into the heart and reanimating the corpse. Digging itself deeper, and deeper, mutating and corrupting the heart into it's own monstrous form, and compelling it's host to seek out the blood of which they must both now live. I once had a fragment of the grail in a specimen jar, taken from the ruptured heart of a kurdistan goat farmer, but it is lost and gone forever, courtesy of British Airways.

Lardeson Dahl:
[as Dark is walking away] So, the apology? [Dark stops and Dahl catches up with him] Did you hear me?

John Dark:
[Turns around] I'm sorry, you see... that... ehhmm... that was a silent "f*** you". [Walks away]

Dr. Elgin:
Detective Sergeant Dark. My name is Dr. Elgin from the CUUC, that's Civilian Unexplained... ehhh... something, something.