Ashes to Ashes2008

DCI Gene Hunt:
Oh dear Lord, if this is a test I fear I may fail. And I thought it'd be the booze or the fags but oh no, I'm going to die in an underground vault in the company of a posh mouthy tart with a head full of brains and the common sense of a grain weevil.

DI Alex Drake:
You're not going to die. I can't die. Can I. [pause, then almost imploringly] Can I?

DCI Gene Hunt:
[looks at her for a long moment] Come here. [he puts his arm around Alex and she rests her head against his chest]