Communications

>> We're up.

» So, favorite mentee.
» You busy?
» There's some puppies being born at my place and I could use a hand.

[Contains an address as well as description of crates on the fourth floor of a derelict warehouse with guns and a logo of a three-headed dog on them. Warns that the stairs are damaged and there's a hidden way up]

[Text to Robert Baratheon]
That murderous cunt is dead and I've to do last minute shopping for Cat. If it pleases Your Royal Highness, Lord Stark would humbly request your company today.

I dreamt you were on fire.

[Suicide Voicemail for Lucas North]
"I'm sorry. [...] About you know what. [A sigh.] You've wrecked my whole life. But what you gave me's been helping this past week. [...] Just wanted to... sort of... say thanks."

[for Ben Linus]
"Doctor. I've written and mailed you a cheque. I hope it takes care of everything. [...] You're a good person. It was a pleasure knowing you."


[Any attempts to call back is met with an automated message: 'You have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service. If you feel you have reached this recording in error, please check the number and try your call again.']