- Malcolm Bright: [answering his phone, while holding the Penthouse Slasher off the edge of a building ledge] Hey. Kind of busy.
- Dr. Martin Whitly: My boy! Oh! It's-it's your father. I have, uh, I have sensational news!
- Malcolm Bright: Please say it's cancer.
- Dr. Martin Whitly: I'm heading home! Wait, what did you say?
- Malcolm Bright: What do you mean, "home"?
- Dr. Martin Whitly: Well, well not, not home, home. They're transferring me back to Claremont.
- Malcolm Bright: Why?
- Dr. Martin Whitly: Well, I did single-handedly prevent Covid from ravaging the most over populated prison on the East Coast. 'Course, contact tracing is a breeze when your patients don't have rights.