Murdoch: O'Neil? Care to explain this? O'Neil: It looks like a Valentine's Day card, sir. Murdoch: I know that. I have eyes. O'Neil: And what a beautiful pair of peeps you have sir! The crows feet around the corners must come from years of joyous laughter with friends and family. Murdoch: I would love to tell you that this is the case, but the crow's feet come from the depths of my frustration, which is mostly derived by your incompetence, O'Neil. O'Neil: I know you act gruff, but deep down, you have a heart of gold. I have faith in your, sir. Murdoch: Your faith is misplaced, much like the items you have misplaced over the years. O'Neil: It's not good to dwell on the past. Live in the now. Murdoch: Speaking of which, is this card your handiwork? O'Neil: It seems you have a secret admirer sir! Ain't love grand? Murdoch: It's not much of a secret since I know this comes from you. O'Neil: Me? Oh no