"How's she doing?"
"F-fine so far. The solution seems to be working as we'd hoped."
"And the implant?"
"The images are a bit blurry but that's to be expected considering the level of sedative we have her on."
"Lower the dose."
"What?"
"Lower it."
"No! Dr. Martin, wait! What do you mean lower the dose?"
"I mean lower it. Now. Before I have you fired for disobeying a direct order."
"But if we lower the dose of solution, the images may well fade all together and this will have been for nothing. We had to up the normal dose by 78% to get anything out of her, it was dangerous but if we drop it back down there's no telling how high it'll have to go to bring the memories out again."
"Not the solution, the sedatives. There's no point having her here if the pictures are coming through with this amount of clarity. Lower the sedative dose."
"But... But what if she wakes up?"
"Well then we'll have achieved the desired result and I won't have to have you reassigned to R&D, will I?"
"But she's dangerous!"
"Considering the dose of solution you've given her, do you really think she's going to be in any state to harm you? You saw what a fraction of the amount she's on did to a normal human, at worst she'll cuss but even then I doubt it."
"But she's so much stronger tha-."
"If you cannot deal with the idea of a cranky test subject and the possibility that you may end up pressing your little red security button over there, perhaps we were wrong to promote you."
"I didn't mean that Doctor. It's just that..."
"We're all admirers of her work, Carla."
"It feels..."
"I know. But we can learn much more from her like this than she'd ever share with us voluntarily."
"Still."
"It's for the good of mankind and abnormals alike. She's the key to creative a world where we can all live together."
"Dr. Martin?"
"If she wakes up and breaks the security glass, I'm blaming you."
"Noted. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a letter to post."
"So it's time then."
"Yes, I suppose it is."