Cluster: [And I got]…champagne! I figured you could use some. Betsy: Don’t be so kind to me. Cluster: And why shouldn’t I, darling? Betsy: Because I’ve been a right shit to you since the minute you stepped out of the cloning machine. Cluster: Elizabeth, I— I long to be kind to you. We were all together in Fantomex’s head when— we were all Fantomex when we fell in love with you. When I fell in love with you. Betsy: Fantomex got all the scoundrel parts and you…it was you all along.