'Why the hell would I want Claudia to be murdered? Or have a vendetta against someone I had never even met?'

Marvin leaned against the hotel room wall, folding his arms. Sarah Jane faced him from the other side of the room. Their living arrangement...for now.

'Not like it'll be my problem if she never wakes up,' he muttered.

'God,' Sarah Jane sniped. 'Mallory was right about you.'

Marvin looked, his confusion quickly turning to disbelief.

'That another one of the eye-spy brigade? Bloody hell, I'll just hand myself in now, shall I?'

'Yes, why don't you? For how much you get off on stalking and kidnapping.'

Marvin looked at her, eyes narrowing.

'What?'

'You planned that kidnapping, didn't you?' Sarah Jane shot back. 'Made me choose between you and Claudia - you sick-'

'You really have got the wrong end of the stick - you think I'd plan to be lead to my execution?'

Sarah Jane paused.

Marvin folded his arms.

'Ah. The good ol' spy bullshit, I was missing that.'

'How else would you have known so much about me?'

Marvin unfolded his arms, pausing. He better have answered carefully.

'Genuinely interested,' he replied softly. 'All those adventures, who wouldn't be?'

'That's the best you can do?'

Marvin looked her dead in the eyes.

'I wasn't exiled for murder, you know,' he replied. 'Infiltration of the FSO mainframe system, causing a meltdown of the entire building - which, by the way, I was tricked into.'

He began pacing around the room. Sarah Jane watched, sensing a rage simmering beneath his surface.

'Exceptionally dangerous threat, or so the FSO told MI5. Been on their watch list ever since.'

Sarah Jane felt a slight tinge of nervousness.

'Claudia can give you my entire profile, except she can't,' Marvin continued. 'And it's going to stay that way.'

So...had Marvin planned-

'You journalists don't care whose lives you ruin.'

Sarah Jane's expression hardened.

'You can talk.'

Marvin caught her look, folding his arms.

'I saved your life - twice - in case you've forgotten.'

'But Claudia, you must-'

'NO!'

Sarah Jane took a step back.

Marvin stepped forward.

'Until Clarence mentioned her that night, I had no idea about her - none!' he spat. 'So why would I want her dead?'

Sarah Jane paused.

'What would Mallory say if I asked her, Marvin?'

'Something worthy of the Sun's front page.'

Sarah Jane rolled her eyes.

'What does she know about Ruby White?' he asked.

Sarah Jane looked at him.

'She led you to Claudia, she's bound to know something about it.'

'I never had a chance to ask her.'

Marvin began to head for the door.

'Well then,' he chirped, grabbing his jacket. 'Here's ours.'

Sarah Jane stepped forward.

'She's not going to want to talk to you - besides, it's not as if I know where she lives, or anything.'

'Probably eavesdropping outside this door, isn't she?'

Sarah Jane sighed, utterly exasperated.

'Or Clarence - probably heard every word between us,' Marvin continued. 'Every word since the hospital.'

'Oh, who's being paranoid, now?'

Marvin approached Sarah Jane.

'I get that you don't believe me, I get that,' he said softly.

Oh, did he - did he really?

'What I don't get, is you believing this mystery woman's absolute shitshow of grade-A bollocks about me.'

Sarah Jane exchanged his glare.

'So you're going to take me to her.'

He turned for the door.

'I told you, I don't-'

'Where there's a way.'

Sarah Jane looked at him, eventually heaving out a sigh. If it shut Marvin up - shut this infernal...whatever it was, up - then, fine.