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“Oh, for fuck’s sake just leave it. There’s no way you’ll ever get it right.”

He glares daggers at Jacket.“Like you have all the answers? I mean, if you do, you’re not offering me any help. I don’t see you trying to help me get out of this stupid hotline business.”He sighs, “Besides, it’s not like you’ve even tried to get out of doing these jobs. You’ve just been following orders day after day, doing the same tedious job that I can’t stomach anymore. Don’t tell me to leave it when I pretty obviously want away from this. It’s not my fault that I’m not brain dead enough to do mindless tasks for anyone like you do, Jacket.”

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Jacket straightens his back out and places a hand on his chest in an exaggerated manner as if caught by surprise. He points at himself with his free hand, and asks rhetorically while scoffing, “Being mindless?” With his eyes slightly narrowed in his mask, he thought there was no possible way of himself being ‘mindless’. At least, not in the way his opponent is. Tossing his hands in front of himself, gesturing to the other, “Screwing around is getting you more involved. Leave it be.”

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“Yeah well it’s a hell of a lot better than sitting here and waiting for some magical answer and exit out of this fucking situation to fall from the sky.” He stayed where he is, glaring into the eyes of the mask.

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Staring back at him, Jacket finds the other’s opinion of current events a bit cynical. Something such as a bomb landing on the city of Miami seems a bit far fetched. At least, that’s his interpretation of ‘exit out of this fucking situation to fall from the sky’. “Only way out is death.” He replies, readying his fists. “I could get you out.”

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"I’ve got four grams of coke on me and one gram in me, which is why my heart is going like the clappers, as if I’m about to have a heart attack. So if I collapse any minute now, please remember to tell the doctors that it might have something to do with the coke."

Giving a quizzical expression, Jacket pulls out his tape recorder and fast forwards it to a bit he wants. He plays it as a compressed audio communicates for him, before cutting off. “I think I’d just leave you there a-”

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Gaming Sentence Starter (Part 1)

“That’s cheating!” “I think the controller’s broken.” “Try blowing on it?” “You want to be player one or two?” “HEADSHOT!” “FFFUUUUUUUU—-” “How did I not make that jump!?” “What am I even supposed to do?” “Why can’t I skip this cutscene?” “Seriously, though, I haven’t played this in forever.” “You can’t do that!” “I’m lagging!” “Just one more match.” “Just one more level!” “Did you just overwrite my save?” “Stop spamming the same move over and over!” “How’d he even see me?” “You’re so looking at my screen!” “I can’t believe I spent $60 on this.”

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IN BRUGES SENTENCE STARTERS modify as necessary! cw: death, drugs, violence, eye trauma.

Could we reserve judgement until we’ve seen the fucking place?

I know it’s gonna be a shithole.

I’m not being funny but we can’t stay here.

Do you think this is good? You know, going round in a boat, looking at stuff.

It’s called sightseeing.

What’s up there, the view? The view of what? The view of down here? I can see that from down here.

You’re about the worst tourist in the whole world.

What exactly are you trying to say?

You know, you’re just the rudest man. The rudest man!

Screw you, motherfucker!

This is the life.

We’re not staying here getting pissed.

It’s a bit fucking over-elaborate, isn’t it?

But we haven’t got any guns.

I used to hate history. It’s all just a load of stuff that’s already happened.

Getting past security men, it’s sort of my job.

Would you turn the fucking light off?

Someone’s in a mood.

Will you shut your fucking mouth, please, and go to sleep?

Altogether, I had five pints of beer and six bottles. No, six pints of beer and… seven bottles. And you know what? I’m not even pissed.

Just don’t get into any fucking trouble. We’re keeping a low profile.

You murdered someone for money?

Purgatory’s kind of like the in-betweeny one. You weren’t really shit, but you weren’t all that great either.

The things you’re taught as a child, they never really leave you, do they?

I believe in trying to lead a good life. Like, if there’s an old lady carrying her shopping home… I don’t try and help her carry her shopping, I don’t go that far, but I’ll certainly hold the door open for her and that, and let her go out before me.

At the same time as trying to lead a good life, I have to reconcile myself with the fact that, yes, I have killed people.

He was just trying to protect his brother.

He was a lollipop man. He came at me with a bottle. What are you gonna do?

Technically, your bare hands can kill somebody, too. They can be deadly weapons.

What’s a 50-year-old lollipop man doing knowing fucking karate?

That’s all because of me. He’s dead because of me.

I’m trying to get my head around it, but I can’t.

I shoot people for money.

I don’t wanna die just because of your fucking arrogance.

I know I’m awake, but I feel like I’m in a dream.

Of course you can’t fucking see, I just shot a blank in your fucking eyes.

My date involved two instances of extreme violence.

I’ve got four grams of coke on me and one gram in me, which is why my heart is going like the clappers, as if I’m about to have a heart attack. So if I collapse any minute now, please remember to tell the doctors that it might have something to do with the coke.

Why didn’t you wave hello to me today when I waved hello to you today?

Where the fuck am I supposed to stand in all this blood and carnage?

I don’t want to appear ungrateful, but it seemed like all the money he had.

Some people just aren’t cut out for it.

If you want to do your worst, do your worst.

It’s an inanimate fucking object.

You’re an inanimate fucking object!

Supposed to turn up to court here in two days.

I’ve been wanting to say I’m really sorry for karate-chopping you the other night. That was way out of order.

You can’t kill a kid and expect to get away with it.

I’m not going anywhere, so you can fuck off.

You’ve got to stick to your principles.

I really, really hoped I wouldn’t die.

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“Oh, for fuck’s sake just leave it. There’s no way you’ll ever get it right.”

He glares daggers at Jacket.“Like you have all the answers? I mean, if you do, you’re not offering me any help. I don’t see you trying to help me get out of this stupid hotline business.”He sighs, “Besides, it’s not like you’ve even tried to get out of doing these jobs. You’ve just been following orders day after day, doing the same tedious job that I can’t stomach anymore. Don’t tell me to leave it when I pretty obviously want away from this. It’s not my fault that I’m not brain dead enough to do mindless tasks for anyone like you do, Jacket.”

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Jacket straightens his back out and places a hand on his chest in an exaggerated manner as if caught by surprise. He points at himself with his free hand, and asks rhetorically while scoffing, “Being mindless?” With his eyes slightly narrowed in his mask, he thought there was no possible way of himself being ‘mindless’. At least, not in the way his opponent is. Tossing his hands in front of himself, gesturing to the other, “Screwing around is getting you more involved. Leave it be.”

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