Gunslinger Girl

Elsa:
We have nothing to talk about.

Henrietta:
But...It sounds like we might be working together someday soon.

Elsa:
Well then I'll warn you now, If you even think about getting in Laura's way, you'll regret it.

Henrietta:
Elsa...why do you push us all away?

Elsa:
Tell me, who's more important to you, your handler or the other cyborgs? My handler is the most important thing to me. Nothing else matters. Nothing. Everything I do is for the sake of our Fratello. When Lauro's gone and I'm left here alone, I think about him. What he's doing... even though I know tomorrow may be the last day of our lives. Don't talk to me about us! We have our handlers and that's it.

Henrietta:
That's not...you know that's not true. I like Jose, I like him a lot, but there's got to be more for us then just that.

Elsa:
Well, I don't think there's anything left to talk about. Would you just leave.

Triela:
[voice-over] Jose sees Henrietta as his little sister, and Jean sees Rico as his little work dog. Which makes me... what does he want me to be?

Jose:
She's my sister. We're always together so we're known on the inside as Fratello. Fratello. Means siblings. Brother and sister. Some people crack jokes about it, but what are you going to do. It's as close to the truth as you can get.

Henrietta:
[to Dr.Bianchi] Doctor, please don't keep me from working, it's all there is for me to do. I've only killed four people this month, but the month before I killed at least ten, that's probably more then Triela's got.

Henrietta:
Jose?

Jose:
Hmm?

Henrietta:
You know everything don't you?

Jose:
Yeah, yeah I do.

Captain Rabollo:
Oh, I almost forgot, I have some things I wanted to give you. First my room key. From now on you can read my books whenever you want. There should be more that enough for you to enjoy. Also I wanted you to have your old glasses back.

Claes:
Why do you keep these?

Captain Rabollo:
I've tried to turn you into a one man army, a killing machine, but lately I've felt guilty as hell doing it. Always remember to think clearly before pulling the trigger, no matter what the Agency orders you to do you mustn't use your killing abilities outside of work. I want you to be gentile Claes whenever you put those glasses on. Now don't think of this as an order, it's a heart to heart promise. Understand?

Claes:
I do.

Hilshire:
Alphonso, what's so funny?

Alphonso:
It's just the thought of these little girls who can kill terrorists and speak three languages, and here they are singing Beethoven in the bitter cold. It's a shame they have to be cyborgs.