Maria: "Dog, milky tea, good, Paloma, sorry, sick, photo exhibition, Sunday at Alborn Tower." (Spanish with some English mixed in, indicating Maria's limited English vocabulary) Hunter: "Miss, we got a body in the back. The reward is Rosebud, owner of the Oddfellows." Maria: "Do you mean Dilbert or Dobbs, both of those fine fellows utmost forked over folly and flunked fibbing for fear of friendly fire?" (Spanish with some nonsense English words, indicating Maria's imperfect grasp of the language) Hunter: "Sir, have to run an errand, Nina Ottosson at the NNA. BTA butter thick, it'll cause constipating for the course." Maria: "..." (Spanish with some English words related to butter, indicating Maria's struggles with the language) Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. I couldn't help but notice your camera. You seem to be quite the photographer. I'm working on a case involving some mysterious disappearances in this town. Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary lately?" Maria: "Dispariciones? Si, he visto cosas extrañas. El otro día estaba en el festival de las manzanas, y vi a una mujer que estaba muy asustada. Decía que alguien la estaba siguiendo." (Translation: Disappearances? Yes, I've seen strange things. The other day I was at the apple festival, and I saw a woman who was very scared. She said someone was following her) Hunter: "A woman was following? That's important information. Let me take your statement." Maria: "No, espera. La mujer estaba asustada. Decía que un hombre alto y delgado con una cicatriz en la mejilla la estaba siguiendo. Me dio un billete de 20 dólares y me dijo que me fuera de aquí. Me siento insegura, pero no hablo inglés bien." (Translation: No, wait. The woman was scared. She said a tall, skinny man with a scar on his cheek was following her. She gave me a $20 bill and told me to get out of here. I feel unsafe, but I don't speak English well) Hunter: "A tall, skinny man with a scar? That matches the description of one of our suspects. Look, I need you to come with me to the station. You're a key witness now." Maria: "No, no puedo. Tengo que irme. Adiós." (Translation: No, I can't. I have to go. Goodbye) Hunter: "Hey, wait! Don't go! This is important!" (Maria hurries off, leaving Hunter standing there confused) Maria: "- You cannot copy Saul. You were never his peer, much less his equal. I had hoped... that much was clear toyou. Shrewd and... calculating as he was, he was still an idealist at his core, infected with the virus of faith. You... are no idealist."