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( ... ) 𝔸𝕃 𝔹𝕆ℝ𝔻𝔼 𝔻𝔼 𝕋𝕆𝔻𝕆, 𝕄𝔸ℝ𝔾𝕀ℕ𝔸𝕃

[pistolerita]

YO SOY TU SICARIA    .   original character based on netflix’s el marginal. as written by nosta.

[parismemes]

THINGS I’VE WRITTEN IN FANFICTION AS SENTENCE STARTERS.

“well no shit, ___, he just fell from the sky.” “don’t tell me i rescued an actual angel.” “if you die from this, i’m going to kill you.” “i deserve it, don’t i?” “this is what you’ve always wanted.” “how ironic that someone so kind is the cause of something so horrible.” “i loved you so much, but i thought you’d never look at someone like me.” “i wouldn’t touch that if i were you.” “is tension the way you show excitement?” “i think if we just fight the best we can, things’ll turn out okay.” “all i was doing was walking on water.” “i like you regardless of whether or not you’re good at conversation.” “anyone would get mad at you if you described them with a bad pun.” “you might be rational, but you’re the least calm person i’ve ever met.” “i’ve forgiven you, so won’t you accept that?” “consider your debt to me repaid!” “are you thinking about mushy stuff again?” “you wanted the truth, and i gave it to you.” “i wanted to tell you that i think what you did was very noble.” “am i not good enough?” “i didn’t come here because i want to be a hero, or because i want to make a difference. i just want to be seen.” “you could send me back anytime, so why don’t you?” “i can’t deal with this right now. i’m going to sleep.” “do you just not pay attention ever?” “why must you enjoy things like this?” “i’m obviously the only person i could ever love!” “why are you in my room?” “i wouldn’t settle for anything but the best.” “we’ve met before, but i expect you have a lot of encounters like that on the daily.” “i didn’t know better than to call strangers pretty.” “the world is not a kind place, is it?” “as long as you believe you’re a hero then you can totally be one!” “i just thought you were some fanboy.” “you can be pretty inspiring when you wanna be.” “you’re probably just as dead as i’m gonna be.” “you could have blown up the fucking planet! what’s wrong with you?” “i’ll try not to fear your wrath too much in the future.” “they didn’t hurt you or anything, did they?” “i didn’t, like, lace them with poison or anything. if you want i’ll even let you check!” “i’ve got a bad habit of making myself a distraction, if you catch my drift.” “are you going to be busy this weekend?” “i didn’t peg you as someone who would be so forward with your intentions.” “you have to remember on your own.” “did you really like him that much?” “my opinion of you does not make you good.” “you are not a good man.” “drink with me again.” “we gonna group up and kick ass?” “i never said it would fix the situation.” “i have a family i want to get back to.” “holy fuck, we’re rich people now!” “oh my god, i’ve never had money before.” “it seems like something worth investigating.” “i’ll take my just end and die along with the rest of you.” “i would prefer it if i wasn’t a bother to the people trying to get their work done.” “there are a lot of things that are stopping me, but i don’t know why.” “everyone has their time to leave the battlefield.” “why are you sorry? you were right.” “you look pathetic.” “this isn’t really the way i wanted to die at all, but it’s the way i’m going to.” “you could at least be eating something good!” “we’re wasting time by arguing.” “if you don’t want my help, you can go broke.” “i get it, you’re rich!” “i didn’t know you were capable of experiencing rational thought.” “i’d rather live in debt than die, wouldn’t you?” “i’m surprised you haven’t left yet!” “i don’t think i trust anyone else.” “let’s get outta here.”

[promptfairy]

❥   𝐑𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   [    𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐃    ]   .

randomized rihanna lyrics from my own personal favourite songs of hers .    feel free to change any gendered language to your needs .    some lyrics are modified to be more usable .

“   what  do  you  want  from  me ??   ” “   you  know  i  dealt  with  you  the  nicest .   ” “   what  the  fuck  are  you  complaining  for ??   ” “   i  tried  to  buy  your  pretty  heart ,   but  the  price  was  too  high .   ” “   don’t  bother  texting  me  in  a  crisis .   ” “   i’ve  got  to  do  things  my  own  way ,   darling .   ” “   if  you  play ,   you  play  for  keeps .   ” “   you  needed  me .   ” “   you  love  when  i  fall  apart .   ” “   your  aura  is  incredible .   ” “   all  that  i  wanted  from  you  was  to  give  me  something  that  i  never  had .   ” “   don’t  quit  loving  me .   ” “   you’re  so  afraid  to  cry .   ” “   if  you  don’t  have  to  go ,   don’t .   ” “   i  choose  to  be  happy .   ” “   kiss  it  better ,   baby .   ” “   baby ,   don’t  you  leave .   ” “   don’t  leave  me  stuck  here  in  the  streets .   ” “   will  you  ever  respect  me ??   ” “   you  will  never  have  another  like  me .   ” “   it’s  time  to  change .   ” “   just  pull  the  trigger .   ” “   it  hurts  when  i  look  you  in  your  eyes .   ” “   didn’t  they  tell  you  that  i  was  a  savage ??   ” “   will  i  ever  see  another  sunrise ??   ” “   no  matter  what  i  do ,   i’m  no  good  without  you .   ” “   who  am  i  to  hold  your  past  against  you ??   ” “   i’m  tired  of  being  played  like  a  violin .   ” “   when  you  hold  me ,   i’m  alive .   ” “   what  are  you  willing  to  do ??   ” “   you  look  so  dumb  right  now .   ” “   it’s  too  late  to  think  of  the  value  of  my  life .   ” “   what  do  i  have  to  do  to  get  into  your  motherfuckin’  heart ??   ” “   i  hope  that  you  see  this  through .   ” “   please  recognize  that  i’m  trying .   ” “   don’t  tell  me  you’re  sorry ,   ’cause  you’re  not .   ” “   let’s  get  it  over  with .   ” “   baby ,   i  love  you .   ” “   i  don’t  wanna  do  this  anymore .   ” “   i  was  flying  ’til  you  knocked  me  to  the  floor .   ” “   he’s  the  one  i’d  die  for .   ” “   something  in  the  way  you  move  makes  me  feel  like  i  can’t  live  without  you .   ” “   i  want  you  to  stay .   ” “   you  got  me  smiling  all  the  time .   ” “   i  won’t  lie ,   i’m  falling  hard .   ” “   you  got  the  sweetest  touch .   ” “   you  can  have  me  all  you  want .   ” “   what  are  you  living  for ??   ” “   we  all  want  love .   ” “   baby ,   you’re  a  challenge .   ” “   cheers  to  the  freakin’  weekend .   ” “   let’s  explore  your  talent .   ” “   i  swear  you  got  me  losing  my  mind .   ” “   i’ll  drink  to  that .   ” “   life’s too short to be sitting around miserable .   ” “   no  pain  is  forever .   ” “   i  can’t  just  let  you  run  up  on  me  like  that .   ”

[pistolerita]

YO SOY TU SICARIA    .   original character based on netflix’s el marginal. as written by nosta.

[pistolerita]

“ can i help you? ”    (  @redapt​  )

                   “     fuck    !     you     scared     the     shit     outta     ---    ”     she     doesn’t     like     being     caught     off     guard     (     lately,     ever     since     this     guy     showed     up,     her     mother     is     perpetually     on     edge,     and     it’s     taking     a     toll     on     Felicitas     as     well     ).     and     despite     her     response     being     quick     and     concise     (     switchblade     drawn     from     her     pocket     and     pressed    against     his     jugular     ),     he’s     even     quicker     to     block     it,     doesn’t     even     flinch   as     he     does,     either     –     her     mother     is     right,     this     guy     is     dangerous.     So     she    sucks     in     a     breath     and     an     even     cruder   remark,     flicks     the     blade     closed     and     offers    the     other     a     vicious     glare.

                no    te     hagas     la     viva     con     éste     –     acá    hay     gato     encerrado.     Celita     is     the     voice    of     reason     to     her     daughter’s     reckless     brawn,     and          that’s     the     reason     why     Felicitas     knows     her     mother     is     always     right   with     her     gut     feelings.     Without     noticing,     her    own     hand     encloses     around     the     cross     hanging     from     her     rosary,     a     soft     tug     is   given     (     Dios     siempre     cuida     a     quién   se     mantiene     fiel     ).

         “     I    was     just     cleanin’     the     tables     –     we’re    about     to     close     the     bar.     ”     she     mumbles,     reluctant     to     look     at     him     in     the   eye     after     her     obvious     display     of     uneasiness     (     what     does     he     want?     what’s    he     after?     ).     still,     she     adds,     “    if     you     wanna     help,     I     guess     you     can   do     sweeping     duty.     broom’s     over     there     in   the     corner.     ”

[pistolerita]

“ let me explain. ”   (  @redapt​  )

                                                “     you    have     two     minutes.     ”

                      her    gaze     shifts     from     the     man     to     the     woman    behind     the     bar     counter     –     her     mother     is     visibly     anxious,     it     makes     Felicitas     wonder    what     she     isn’t     telling     her     own     daughter    about     this     man.     Recklessness     isn’t     really    a     Cardozo     trait     (     they     are     calculating,   cunning     by     nature     ),     it     seems     Felicitas     has     broken     the     mold     –     perhaps     the     reason     why     her     mother     looks     so     nervous,     she’s     afraid     her     daughter     will     make     a     stupid     move.     Whatever     it     might     be   that     has     Celita     so     concerned,     it’s     begun    to     take     a     toll     in     the     way     Felicitas    looks     at     the     stranger     sitting     across     from    her     (     she’s     been     taught     to     fear     no    one,     no     man,     woman,     cop,     criminal     ).     and     yet     …    

                    eyes    laid     on     the     gun     resting     atop     the     table,     she     inhales     sharply     –     there     is     nothing     Felicitas     hates     more     than     letting     a    man     see     her     uneasiness,     it’s     not     something     her     father     would     be     happy     about.   And     to     further     conceal     whatever     gut     feeling   is     telling     her     the     stranger     might     be     a    fucking     menace,     she     leans     back     on     her     booth,     leg     crossed     over     the     other,     arms     spread     across     the     backrest,     “     one     and     a     half,     by     now.     tick     tock.     ”

                             she    sees     from     the     corner     of     her     eye     how    her     mother     tenses,     throws     her     an     apprehensive     glare     and     mouths     something     she     cannot     read     at     first,     but     sounds         familiar     to     her     –     tené     cuidado.     Está    armado.     Be     careful     ,     he’s     armed    –    and     Celita     continues     cleaning     empty     glasses,   but     her     eyes     never     once     leave     the     pair    sitting     at     the     back     of     the     bar.     She’s    ready     to     shoot     him     from     the     back     if    needed,     Felicitas     can     tell.     Mother     vultures     always     take     care     of     their     babies.

                 “     y’know,    if     you     need     our     help,     you     might     as   well     spit     it     out     –     what     happened?     you   wanna     take     out     someone     heavy     but     can’t    do     it     on     your     own?     ”     a     rather     hoarse          chuckle     is     offered,     she     adds,     “    also,     you’re     being     way     too     polite     –    we     don’t     get     that     much     around     here.     ”

[hellrotted]

[parismemes]

THINGS I’VE WRITTEN IN FANFICTION AS SENTENCE STARTERS.

“well no shit, ___, he just fell from the sky.” “don’t tell me i rescued an actual angel.” “if you die from this, i’m going to kill you.” “i deserve it, don’t i?” “this is what you’ve always wanted.” “how ironic that someone so kind is the cause of something so horrible.” “i loved you so much, but i thought you’d never look at someone like me.” “i wouldn’t touch that if i were you.” “is tension the way you show excitement?” “i think if we just fight the best we can, things’ll turn out okay.” “all i was doing was walking on water.” “i like you regardless of whether or not you’re good at conversation.” “anyone would get mad at you if you described them with a bad pun.” “you might be rational, but you’re the least calm person i’ve ever met.” “i’ve forgiven you, so won’t you accept that?” “consider your debt to me repaid!” “are you thinking about mushy stuff again?” “you wanted the truth, and i gave it to you.” “i wanted to tell you that i think what you did was very noble.” “am i not good enough?” “i didn’t come here because i want to be a hero, or because i want to make a difference. i just want to be seen.” “you could send me back anytime, so why don’t you?” “i can’t deal with this right now. i’m going to sleep.” “do you just not pay attention ever?” “why must you enjoy things like this?” “i’m obviously the only person i could ever love!” “why are you in my room?” “i wouldn’t settle for anything but the best.” “we’ve met before, but i expect you have a lot of encounters like that on the daily.” “i didn’t know better than to call strangers pretty.” “the world is not a kind place, is it?” “as long as you believe you’re a hero then you can totally be one!” “i just thought you were some fanboy.” “you can be pretty inspiring when you wanna be.” “you’re probably just as dead as i’m gonna be.” “you could have blown up the fucking planet! what’s wrong with you?” “i’ll try not to fear your wrath too much in the future.” “they didn’t hurt you or anything, did they?” “i didn’t, like, lace them with poison or anything. if you want i’ll even let you check!” “i’ve got a bad habit of making myself a distraction, if you catch my drift.” “are you going to be busy this weekend?” “i didn’t peg you as someone who would be so forward with your intentions.” “you have to remember on your own.” “did you really like him that much?” “my opinion of you does not make you good.” “you are not a good man.” “drink with me again.” “we gonna group up and kick ass?” “i never said it would fix the situation.” “i have a family i want to get back to.” “holy fuck, we’re rich people now!” “oh my god, i’ve never had money before.” “it seems like something worth investigating.” “i’ll take my just end and die along with the rest of you.” “i would prefer it if i wasn’t a bother to the people trying to get their work done.” “there are a lot of things that are stopping me, but i don’t know why.” “everyone has their time to leave the battlefield.” “why are you sorry? you were right.” “you look pathetic.” “this isn’t really the way i wanted to die at all, but it’s the way i’m going to.” “you could at least be eating something good!” “we’re wasting time by arguing.” “if you don’t want my help, you can go broke.” “i get it, you’re rich!” “i didn’t know you were capable of experiencing rational thought.” “i’d rather live in debt than die, wouldn’t you?” “i’m surprised you haven’t left yet!” “i don’t think i trust anyone else.” “let’s get outta here.”

[jackandniall-deactivated2021100]

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[z-ehir-deactivated20200203]

I’m two different people when I care and when I don’t

[pistolerita]

felicitas and her dad will refer to their gang and family as having “codigos”, which yes, is the spanish word for ‘codes’. however, it also is used in rioplatense lingo to commonly express someone who has some type of morality system. they don’t refer to it as ‘morals’, though,they talk about ‘codigos’, because to them, morals and codigos are different things that encompass different meanings. morals speak of self righteousness, that’s something feli’s father has always believed, while him saying his gang has ‘codigos’, explains that they uphold to some sense of what’s right: they might have an extremely grey morality at best, but there are lines they won’t cross ( harming children, or not keeping their word, for example ). their loyalty to each other is held within the boundaries of that word, ‘codigos’ -- they don’t tolerate traitors, or those who put their family in danger to save themselves first.

[pistolerita]

“ i need you to trust me. ”    (  @shawky​  )

                   a   pause    in    her    actions,    her    eyes    will    shift   from    the    two    firearms    she’s    loading    to    the   man    sitting    in    front    of    her    (    there’s    no   apparent    emotion    behind    her    gaze,    yet    the   vulture    is    still    studying    carefully,    analyzing    each   and    every    single    aspect    of    the    other’s   appearance    ).    lying    is    her    bread    and    butter,   she’s    all    too    good    at    it    if    she    wants   to    (    and    that’s    a    funny    thing,    her    mother   says    it’s    always    better    to    tell    half    truths   ),    and    still,    she    cannot    read    this    man    like  she    would    want    to.    One    thing    is    for    sure   –    nothing    in    this    world    is    given    for    free.  There    is    always    a    transaction.

                 “    trust   isn’t    given    –    it’s    earned.    la    confianza   se    gana.    ”    she    mumbles,    gaze    and    hands  return    to    their    previous    task,    but    not    before  motioning    with    her    chin    towards    the    untouched   bottle    presented    to    him,    “    you    don’t   trust    me,    or    you’d    be    downing    that  booze.    ‘fraid    we’re    gonna    poison    you?   ”    sardonic    chuckle    echoes    past    her    lips,    a   small    shake    of    her    head    (    trust    is    a    big   word,    to    someone    like    her,    it    weights    more   than    any    other    ). 

                 “    let’s   say    I    do    trust    you,    ”    Felicitas’    voice   is    idle,    picking    up    one    of    her    guns    and   inspecting    it,    as    if    pondering    whether    or    not   to    end    this    poor    fucker’s    life    the    easier   way    (    it’s    all    an    act    meant    to   keep    him    on    his    toes,    she    would    never   shoot    anyone    inside    her    mother’s    bar    ),    “   what    do    you    want?    protection?    I    heard    one   of    the    cartels    around    here    is    givin’    you    a  rough    time    –    what’s    that    you’re    lookin’   for    down    in    the    border,    indi?    ”   a    pause    is    made    for    a    snort,    and    she    adds,   “    my    dad    would    like    you.    he    loves   indiana    jones    movies.    what    d’you    say?    you    up   for    a    visit    to    prison    so    you    can   tell    him    about    your    adventures?    ”

[leneemusing]

misc sentence starters

“  i wish i knew how to talk about it.  ”   “  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ”   “  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”   “  i wish i could hate you.  ”  “  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while.  ” “  i need you to trust me.  ”   “  i missed/miss you.  ”   “  she/he won’t listen to me.  ” “  let me do this for you. please.  ”   “  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ” “  tell me something happy.  ”   “  promise me.  ” “  i just want/wanted to help.  ”   “  let me explain.  ” “  i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me.  ”   “  i’m on your side.  ” “  i’ve got your back, okay? ” “  please, tell me you have a plan.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ” “  don’t go. please.  ”   “  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be.  ”   “  talk to me.  ”   “  i did what i had to do.  ” “  we can’t keep going on like this.  ” “  i’m just tired.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ” “  it’s better to expect disappointment.  ” “  hope is dangerous.  ” “  i like seeing you smile.  ”   “  you look beautiful.  ”   “  be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”   “  i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ” “  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.  ”   “  have a drink with me.  ” “  she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice.  ” “  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ” “  can i help you?  ” “  i thought you’d like this.  ” “  do you wanna get out of here?  ” “  walk with me?  ” “  well, shit.  ”

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[pistolerita]

YO SOY TU SICARIA    .   original character based on netflix’s el marginal. as written by nosta.

[pistolerita]

“thank you. thank you. you’re a lifesaver.”    (  @wtrss​  )

                   there   is    no    emotion    behind    her    eyes,    darkened    like   charcoal,    the    moment    their    gazes    interlock,    and   the    blonde    woman    trembles,    despite    her    attempt    to    not   flinch    at    all.    Has    she    ever    seen    a    gun?   Felicitas    wonders    what    it    must    like    to    not   have    been    raised    around    them    –    New    York   used    to    be    absolute    fucking    chaos,    her    father   remembers    from    the    news,    but    now,    they    all   act    like    they’re    so    civilized.    Still,   Felicitas    supposes    she    prefers    gratitude    even   if    it    comes    alongside    fear    (    she’s    used   to    people    being    scared    of    her,    she    prefers    it   that    way    –    if    you    don’t    fuck   them,    they    fuck    you    ),    and    because   gratitude    can    be    easily    exploited   ,   she’s    quick    to    conceal    her    gun    back    to    its  usual    hiding    spot,    hair    is    tossed    down    her   back,    a    few    loose    waves    blown    out    of    her   face.

             oh,  but   the   smile    on    her    face    as    she    watched    the    two   mugger    scatter    away    in    terror    was    feral    –   a    true    rattlesnake.        Still,    when    she    turns   towards    the    woman,    it’s    changed,    grown    almost   friendly.    she’s    a    chameleon,    her    mother    taught   her    that    very    well.

                “    fuckin’   conchudos    don’t    know    when    to    quit,    huh?   ”    she    mumbles,    takes    a    step    closer    to   the    woman    now    that    her    firearm    is    out    of   sight    –    better    not    ring    any    alarms,    she’s   supposed    to    keep    a    low    profile    while    in   New    York,    “    you    okay?    ”    a    sideways   curve    of    her    lips,    perhaps    a    sign    of    how   foreign    those    words    feel    being    uttered    to   someone    else.    Besides    her    family    and    her   girls,    Felicitas    cares    for    no    one    else.

                 “    they   didn’t    take    any    money,    right?    ”    she    tilts   her    chin    toward    the    handbag    the    blonde   waitress    clings    to,    and    her    lips    return    to    a  thin    line,    “    y’know    that    a    woman    with    a   gun’s    twice    as    deadly    as    a    man?    my   mother    says    it’s    ‘cause    they    don’t    expect   us    to    shoot    –    and    then?    boom.    ”   hoarse    chuckle    echoes    past    her    lips,    she   adds,    “    might    wanna    look    into    that,    blondie.   i’m    not    gonna    be    around    to    save    your    ass   forever.    ”

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stranger  things  season  two  (  2016 -  )  sentence  starters ↪  joyce  byers  edition.  alter  as  you  see  fit

“okay, so i’ll pick you up in two hours.”

“if anything happens, if you need to come home, just ask them to use their phone and call home. okay?”

“have fun.”

“oh, shit!”

“you’re gonna get me fired.”

“[name], i have to get back to work!”

“you feeling any better?”

“hey. what did we talk about, huh? you gotta stop with the ‘sorries’.”

“and listen, you know, there’s nothing to be nervous about, you know.”

“hey, i’m gonna be there the whole time. so it’s gonna be okay. okay?”

“what do we do when that happens?”

“i’m sorry, what you’re saying is it’s gonna get worse and worse and we’re just supposed to pretend it’s not happening?”

“‘trust me’? are you kidding me?”

“don’t call him that.”

“come on, honey, up and at ‘em.”

“[name], where’s [name]?”

“what are you doing?”

“let’s get this on.”

“you need some tape. hold on.”

“what’s this?”

“did you have another episode?”

“see? it’s an exact match.”

“but … why would he lie to me?”

“then what the hell is this?”

“we ran. we just ran.”

“god, i want this to be over.”

“you promise?”

“be safe!”

“it’s just every time he’s away from me, it’s like i can’t function.”

“i know it sounds silly.”

“oh, it’s just so hard to explain.”

“it’s just that this … this is not a normal family.”

“jesus. have you seen them?”

“thank you. thank you. you’re a lifesaver.”

“will you make sure he gets in okay?”

“have a nice day.”

“no! no, you didn’t.”

“he likes you, too. i can tell.”

“i’ll kill them. i swear to god, i will - i will kill them.”

“what’s going on? where’s [name]?”

“can you hear me?”

“i need you to try.”

“[name], i need you to tell me the truth.”

“but … but i can’t help you if i don’t know what’s going on. so you have to talk to me, please.”

“no more secrets, okay?”

“did … did you see this thing again on the field?”

“what … what is it?”

“what does it want?”

“well, what does that mean?”

“it’s okay, it’s okay. hey.”

“listen. look - look at me. i will never, ever let anything bad happen to you ever again.”

“whatever’s going on in you, we will fix it. i will fix it. i promise. i’m here.”

“he’s still not there?”

“did he get any of my messages from yesterday?”

“just tell him to call me the second he gets in. please.”

“hey. how are you feeling, sleepyhead? any better?”

“okay, let me see.”

“do you feel cold?”

“you know what? i’m gonna run you a nice warm bath and it’ll warm you up and hopefully get you feeling better.”

“leave it open.”

“where the hell have you been?”

“what if you didn’t have to use words?”

“i mean, it’s sort of forking and branching like lightning.”

“you know what? now is really not a good time.”

“you saw who, baby?”

“you know, i - we’re fine, we don’t need anything.”

“those are great.”

“we … we just need you to help us figure out what - where … where this is.”

“[name], no questions.”

“what’s the problem, exactly?”

“okay. can’t you figure it out?”

“but we did all that work.”

“i need you to stay here.”

“that’s why i need you to stay here! stay here!”

“give me that. give me that shovel.”

“i need you to help me get down there.”

“he’s gotta be this way.”

“oh my god. [name], are you okay? are you okay? are you okay?”

“god! hold on, sweetie! i’m right here, just hold on.”

“that thing … it did something to him.”

“no. no, he has been telling you over and over that something’s wrong, and you said it was all in his head.”

“you said, “be patient”. those were your words.”

“what, stay calm? trust you?”

“they made me sign like, a thousand documents.”

“i mean, I lost track at a certain point.”

“oh, it - it’s not crazy at all.”

“sweetie, how are you feeling? you okay?”

“that’s enough. that’s enough!”

“what the hell is taking so long?”

“let me through. let me through!”

“who? who made you do what?”

“[name], sweets, talk to me. you got to help me understand.”

“okay, [name], [name] listen. do you know who i am?”

“hold him down.”

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.”

“come on, [name]. come on.”

“they’re right. we have to kill it. i want to kill it.”

“he knew who i was.”

“he’s still in there.”

“it’s gonna work. it has to.”

“[name], we just wanna talk to you. we’re not gonna hurt you.”

“we wanna help you. but to do that we have to understand how to kill it.”

“[name], baby … if you’re in there, just please … please talk to us.”

“please, honey, please can you do that for me?”

“i love you so much.”

“he’s not doing well.”

“what else did you see?”

“do you think if we got you back there, that you could close it?”

“he likes it cold.”

“it’s what [name] kept saying to me.”

“we keep giving it what it wants.”

“we need to burn it out of him.”

“we’ll do it here.”

“this thing has had [name] long enough.”

“let’s kill the son of a bitch.”

“just wait!”

“can you hear me?”

“yeah, it’s just what’s happening.”

“[name] wanted me to give him some space, so … i’m giving him a few feet.”