Klaus Hargreeves: I just gotta go into this place and pretend to be your dear old dad, correct?

Number Five: Yeah. Something like that.

Klaus Hargreeves: What's our cover story?

Number Five: What? What are you talking about?

Klaus Hargreeves: I mean, was I really young when I had you? Like, 16? Like, young and... terribly misguided?

Number Five: Sure.

Klaus Hargreeves: Your mother, that sl*t. Whoever she was. We met at... the disco. Okay? Remember that. Oh, my God, the sex was amazing.

Number Five: What a disturbing glimpse into that thing you call a brain.

Klaus Hargreeves: Don't make me put you in time-out.