INTERROGATOR GENERAL: Look at you! All savagery and instict, just as I was, once.

LEELA: You?

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: But that was a long time ago. A little temporal tinkering, a few changes to my early life, like having to grow up without a father, and now look at me. Oh, I'm so sorry. Of course, you can't look at me, can you? I wonder how you lost your eyes...?

ANDRED: If you don't need me...

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: Squeamish as ever, Andred.

LEELA: Andred? Is that Andred?

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: I will see you later for some... private interrogation.