Cecily: I am in bed, dying of tuberculosis or similar.

Arnaud: You will never rule the world; you cannot tame a small bacterium.

Cecily: I support all creatures under my benevolent rule. I am so generous, I’m letting a colony live in me for a little while because I believe in biodiversity.

Arnaud: Biodiversity has settled its new capital city in your lungs: splendid.