Agent Six: [about himself] (...) Yet when I bear witness to the most significant evolutionary event since the cooling of the primordial ooze... my superiors send me to smack around would-be mafioso for information. So am I a whisper? Am I a hurricane...? Or am I just blowing smoke?
Agent Six: [to himself about Rex] The boy speaks binary. Machina rex. King of machines. And I'm still a hurricane whisper... minus my best monkey.