AGENT: Kidman, Juli. You've assembled quite the resume, I see.
KIDMAN: They taught you to read at the police academy. I'm impressed.
AGENT: Your attitude won't be necessary today.
KIDMAN: What is this place? Why am I here?
AGENT: You've been arrested, Ms. Kidman, and you are currently being detained. I'm sure even you could decipher that.
KIDMAN: That's not what I asked. This isn't a regular interrogation room. They don't give you cushy chairs when you're about to be sent to lockup.
AGENT: No current address, on your own since fourteen. A runaway, it seems. Quite impressive you've made it this long without coming to your sense. If your street smarts are that keen, I'd imagine you'd have turned yourself around by now.
KIDMAN: It's more about survival. You think I'm pissed I got caught? At least I get free food in jail. It's all good to me.
AGENT: What if I told you that today could be different for you? You're a smart kid. You've got nothing to lose, no one to miss you. A person with those qualities could be open to very specific opportunities.
KIDMAN: What are you saying? You offering me a Get Out of Jail Free card or something?
AGENT: No, we've prolonged this talk for a while now. It's important for our understanding of you.
KIDMAN: They never gave a shit. Too caught up in that church of theirs. More like a cult. It was like a punishment. Nothing I ever did was good enough for them.
AGENT: They abused you?
KIDMAN: No. It was more like neglect. That's why when I just left they didn't care. They never came looking. They just gave up.
AGENT: And you never went back to them?
KIDMAN: I did, a couple of years later. They were gone. Everyone was gone. It was like the whole town got up and moved. I should have felt something but I didn't.
AGENT: And how do you feel about it now?
KIDMAN: The same. They can rot for all I care. It was strange, though. There's a statue in the center of town; an angel with its head in its hands. I used to just stare at it when I was young, thinking it was sad. But now, I felt like even that statue knew how pitiful life was there. What a terrible place.
Location: Found in Chapter 3: Illusions. After looping into Sebastian's office for the third time and witnessing the flashback between him and Joseph, check the small table with a lamp next to the bulletin board near the other door.
Recording #26: Assignment
AGENT: Well, here's where you'll be living. The view's pretty spectacular, huh?
KIDMAN: Holy shit, this is different than I'm used to. If you saw where I grew up.
AGENT: The past is over; you are with us now. Here are the keys. It's yours. You'll have to take care of your own food, clothing, and incidentals, but your bank account has more than enough to take care of that.
KIDMAN: So, that's it? What am I supposed to do?
AGENT: Whatever you desire. But your assignment at the Krimson Police Department is precedent to everything. You are a police officer and you must live as such and act as such.
KIDMAN: I don't normally say this, but thank you.
AGENT: You shouldn't be thanking us. These aren't gifts we provide. You have a very specific assignment at KCPD and all of this is in exchange for that.
KIDMAN: OK, you're right. Sorry.
AGENT: Don't apologize. Just show us you can do your job.