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“ the winters can be fantastically cruel.”
“ for some people, solitude and isolation can, of itself, become a problem.”
“ there’s one other thing i think we should talk about.”
“ i don’t suppose they told you anything about the tragedy we had up here?”
“ i mean, he seemed like a completely normal individual.”
“ wow. that is, uh… quite a story.”
“ i think you can appreciate why i wanted to tell you about it.”
“ well, you can rest assured, that is not gonna happen with me.”
“ you mean they ate each other up?”
“ they had to, in order to survive.”
“ see, it’s okay. he saw it on the television.”
“ how did you know that?”
“ just like a ghost ship, huh?”
“ do you know how i knew your name was __?”
“ you know what i’m talking about, don’t you?”
“ is there something bad here?”
“ so stay out. you understand? stay out.”
“ lots of ideas. no good ones.”
“ why don’t you start right now and get the fuck outta here?”
“ come and play with us, __. forever, and ever, and ever.”
“ it’s just like pictures in a book. it isn’t real.”
“ i wish we could stay here, forever and ever.”
“ you would never hurt me, would you?”
“ i would never do anything to hurt you. never. you know that, don’t you?”
“ what’s wrong? what happened?”
“ i had the most terrible nightmare i’ve ever had.”
“ i dreamed that… i killed you. but i didn’t just kill you. i cut you up into little pieces.”
“ oh, my god… i must be losing my mind.”
“ what happened to your neck?”
“ you did this to him, didn’t you?”
“ you son of a bitch! you did this to him!”
“ how could you? how could you?!”
“ i’d give my goddamn soul.”
“ i never laid a hand on him, goddamn it.”
“ i wouldn’t touch one hair on his goddamn little head.”
“ i’d do anything for him. any fucking thing.”
“ i did hurt him once, okay? it was an accident.”
“ it was an accident. completely unintentional.”
“ there’s someone else in here with us.”
“ are you outta your fucking mind?”
“ no. it’s the truth! really. i swear it.”
“ did you find anything?”
“ no. nothing at all. i didn’t see one goddamn thing.”
“ and you didn’t see anything at all?”
“ i’m sure he’ll be himself again in the morning.”
“ the door was open, the lights were on.”
“ oh, i just don’t understand.”
“ somebody did that to him.”
“ there is no other explanation, is there?”
“ i think we have to get out of here.”
“ you mean, just… leave?”
“ it is so fucking typical of you to create a problem like this.”
“ i have let you fuck up my life so far, but i’m not going to let you fuck up this!”
“ and… and you blew your brains out.”
“ that’s strange. i don’t have any recollection of that at all.”
“ all work and no play makes jack a dull boy.”
“ what are you doing down here?”
“ i- i can’t really remember.”
“ i think we should discuss what should be done with him.”
“ i don’t think that’s true.”
“ you are concerned about him… and are you concerned about me?”
“ have you ever thought about my responsibilities?”
“ oh, __, what are you talking about?”
“ you’ve had your whole fucking life to think things over!”
“ what good’s a few minutes more gonna do you now?”
“ please! don’t hurt me.”
“ i’m not gonna hurt you.”
“ you didn’t let me finish my sentence. i said; i’m not gonna hurt ya… i’m just gonna bash your brains in.”
“ i’m not gonna hurt you. i’m just gonna bash your brains in. i’m gonna bash ‘em right the fuck in.”
“ stop swinging the bat.”
“ what are you doing? hey… hey wait a minute.”
“ what are you doing? open the door!”
“ open the goddamn door!”
“ listen. let me outta here and i’ll forget the whole goddamn thing.”
“ i think you hurt my head real bad. i’m dizzy… i need a doctor.”
“ don’t leave me in here.”
“ you’ve got a big surprise coming to you. you’re not going anywhere.”
“ i fear you will have to deal with this matter in the harshest way possible.”
“ come out, come out, wherever you are.”
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