[J and Young K are in Young K's car.]
Young Agent K':
Okay, future man, where to?
Agent J:
I don't know.
Young Agent K:
What do you mean "you don't know"?
Agent J:
I don't know. Uh, go wherever you went last time.
Young Agent K:
I haven't been here last time. I didn't tell you where I went?
Agent J:
No, I mean, we don't really talk.
Young Agent K:
What kind of partners sit in a car all day every day for 14 years and don't talk?
Agent J:
Exactly. And this is the type of problem it causes. It's dysfunctional.
Young Agent K:
Alright, sport, you better get useful real quick or you're going back in room 43.
Agent J:
Man. Uh– Uh– There was something in the file about a factory. Something happening a– at a factory. [Young K stares at him] Hey, look, man, you can put your Jedi knight on me all you want. That's all I got.
[Young K starts the engine of the car.]
Agent J:
Did I spark something?
Young Agent K:
[Holds up a matchbook] Roman had this on his person when he was murdered.
Agent J:
[Takes the matchbook from Young K and examines it] It's a matchbook.
Young Agent K:
No, it's a clue. He didn't smoke.
[J and Young K drive off.]
