#OTD in 2008:

Harry: “Dum spiro spero.”

Lucas: “While I live I hope. Tattooing’s part of the culture in there. You don’t do it, you don’t belong – you don’t belong, you’re dead. They all mean something. There’s a specific iconography. Fascinating, really. So, how did Tom Quinn work out?”

Harry: “He took early retirement.”

Lucas: “How did you get me back, Harry?”

Harry: "We caught one of their top men accessing confidential files from the British Power Consortium. This is ahead of a substantial oil-supply deal between the UK and Russia. Very embarrassing for them. I used their embarrassment as collateral.”

Lucas: “You horse-traded.”

Harry: “You need rest.”

Lucas: “Welcome home to a safe house with a stained mattress and nylon sheets.”

Harry: “You’re malnourished, running on adrenaline. Close to exhaustion.”

Lucas: “So where do I go? You want me to go and watch pay-per-view in a Holiday Inn? Catch up on eight years of Coronation Street? Where do I go, Harry? What am I supposed to do when I get there? Just tell me and I’ll go and I’ll do it.”

Harry: “I’m giving you clearance till midnight on Sunday. After that, you rest. Then we’ll talk some more. Properly.”

Lucas: “Have you seen her?”

Harry: “She’s well…and happy.”

Lucas: "Meaning?”

Harry: "It’s good to see you, Lucas. You were missed.”

*peels back the crypt door after more than two years*