There's something about you, Mr. Whittington, that I don't like at all.
There's something odd about you, Mr. Whittington.
You seem like a completely ordinary man, Mr. Whittington.
Ryerson: Farewell.
City workers talking to men.
The woman in a skirt and heels is really an off world alien, she is phoning home.
I cried.
two guys sitting at computers
A woman is inside.