- Karen: [crying] Art school loans up the yin-yang. An overweight cat to support. Rent I don't have. And, I just got the axe!
- John Doe: Digger fired you?
- Karen: [wipes her tears] No biggie! Because I decided I found my calling. Piano-playing gumshoe's assistant.
- Karen: [stops crying and gets excited] John Doe Investigations! How may I direct your call? What do you say, moneybags? You'll see! I'm going to be the damn best assistant you never had!
- Karen: [enters John Doe's loft] You miss me, boss?
- Karen: [sees John Doe's expensive furnishings] Ha! Son-of-a-Baptist! You win the lottery or something?
- John Doe: [successfully hacks into the Federal Court Archives] Well, well.
- Karen: Federal Court Archives? Something tells me, that didn't come with Windows.
- John Doe: I reverse-encrypted their firewall with a pseudo IP and deconstructed their Telnet with a viral protocol.
- Karen: You frighten me.
- Jenny Nichols: Daddy says you're the mystery man here to fly me home.
- John Doe: I guess I am the mystery man.