R: what, no pseudo-oblivious comeback? No, wHaT aRe YoU tAlKiN’ ‘bOuT, rEe??
K: I can’t do this anymore, ree. Any of it.
R: what, finally tired of all the lying, pretending to be our friend, putting on the sweet, lovable guy act? Pretending you weren’t just working for the Director this whole time?
K: how did you figure it out? I’m not surprised you did, you’re smarter than all of us.