It's not the size of the dog in the fight, Tiffany lovey; it's the size of the fight in the dog. I know you're a scrapper, mind you; I know you're brave. But Dean's been in literal hell. The exact Hell you worry about. There's nowt left of 'im but fight right now; and 'e doesn't believe 'e's worth saving.

[She sighs.]

That's what we're trying to get through. It's slow work, as you can imagine. Hannibal Lecter, Cain's talking about. We've 'ad two versions of 'im here and all, and the first one did graduate, you know. 'E was a doctor, though I never liked to call 'im that. An intelligent, perceptive man that didn't see any value in other people except as toys - very nasty.