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Wyatt: [laughing]
Kian: What’s so funny?
Wyatt: Look at this.
Kian: What? People get found dead all the time.
Wyatt: I killed the guy over a month ago and he’s only just been found.
Kian: [laughing] He must’ve been popular! Why though?
Wyatt: He was in the way... Bet Sean n’ Co. had a fun time with that. I left him in the bath.
Kian: [snorts] Jesus.
[LAUGHTER]
Bruno: [scoffs]
Alea: Bruno. Quit it.
Oscar: What’s going on down there?
Bruno: Nothing interesting... What is it with you and plaid anyway?
Oscar: Eh?
Bruno: The shirt. You a wannabe lumberjack?
Oscar: What are you, the fashion police? A guy can’t win.
Alea: I can think of worse things t’be than a lumberjack.
Bruno: Hm.
Arturo: Oscar! There you are. I have a proposition for you.
Oscar: Yeah?
Arturo: Have you ever considered moving? You earn more than enough not to be stuck in that dingy apartment of yours.
Oscar: I haven’t thought about it, no...
Arturo: Perhaps you should? I’m sure there are certain memories tied to that place you’d rather.. forget.
Oscar: I.. guess? I’ll think about it.
Arturo: Well, don’t dawdle. I already have a few places lined up that’d be suitable, when you accept. I’ve proposed the same to Ivan. You could even live together; you seem to get on reasonably well these days.
Oscar: Uh-...
Arturo: You’d both have more than enough space, don’t worry. Think about it.
Oscar: Sure...
...
Alea: What’re y’pullin’ a face for?
Bruno: No reason.
Alea: Y’can’t bullshit a bullshitter, Bruno.
Bruno: [snorts] Fuck off.














