Leslie Claret : [to John] Look, um flat out, son. I'm starting, frankly, to resent you. Starting really to dislike you. I'm need very much to calm my rocking boat. So, let's settle it down here. I mean, I don't even know who you are, you know? I would just like to know who you really are, you know? I mean, you seem like two people sometimes. To me. Good at piping, poor at it, undivided attention, then completely fucking split attention between piping and God knows what. I just want to know who you really are. I mean, I know you're John Lakeman, right? And I know you like John Lakeman, and I don't like John Lakeman. So, fill in that space for me between what you know about you, and what I know about you, so I can like you, too. 'Cause I think I will. Because I'm Leslie Claret, I like Leslie Claret, and I know you don't. So, I'm gonna fill in that space for you. Here goes.
John Tavner : I'm Leslie Claret, youngest of nine children. Dad was a tugboat captain. Mom was stay at home, but a modern woman. She studied architecture as a hobby. Took me to Paris, France, at the age of 11 so we could see the Sacre Coeur. I got my interest in design and engineering from her. Okay. Now you.
Leslie Claret : [pause] I'm John Lakeman. My dad was a tugboat captain, too.
John Tavner : No shit?