Zahra: Would it make any difference at all if I told you not to see him again?

Alex: No.

Zahra: God f**king dammit. Every time I see you, it takes another year off my life. I'm going downstairs, and you better be dressed and there in five minutes so we can try to save this goddamn campaign. (to Henry): And you, you need to get back to f**king England now, and if anyone sees you leave, I will personally end you. Ask me if I'm afraid of the crown.

Henry: Duly noted.