"I don't like you bringing up what happened to the Jews so easily, yeah?" He puts the tablet away, leaning back against the wall again. "Because I know you know what I am. You wouldn't've made a point of telling me about Israel otherwise. Now-- I have heard about what happens. I was told; I was given a bit of information. But you did not know that, did you. Imagine how that would fucking sound if I hadn't, yeah? If I had no context. Imagine someone comes up to you, Dr. Watson, to tell you about the bright and promising future. And in the middle of that, they choose to drop in, 'Yeah, and the evil fucking Germans stop torturing and killing your people by the millions. Well, that was a nice talk - now excuse me, but I've got to run'."

Alfie raises his eyebrows at Watson. "I don't care who you're talking to, yeah? Me, a stranger, your worst fucking enemy. Have some fucking sensitivity and choose your timing more carefully."