ALEX: Hey, Mark, how are you —
MARK: Don’t talk. Just run.
ALEX: What? Why?
MARK: You remember how happy the boss was yesterday about that whole out of court settlement thing? Well now he’s not. Now he’s just pacing the halls, muttering.
ALEX: Muttering?
MARK: “Nothing left to do.” “No more conquests.” “When will thie wretchedness end.” That kind of stuff.
BOSS: I have left the best centuries of my existence behind me. There are no more great battles.
ALEX: Dear God. He’s bored.
MARK: Hide! He’s coming this way!
