No, sorry. No, that came out wrong, I'm sorry. - You don't like Milton? - No, no, no, it's... It's nice. You know, the people are friendly. It's pretty... No. High-school football and karaoke bars isn't enough.
The Voices
1.5s
I love you.
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12.5s
If I wait, it'll be a million times worse. Thanks, Bosco. You are both so fucking naive. You go to the cops and you say, "Hey, man, I accidentally stabbed that English chick."
The Voices
2.8s
- No, no, Jerry! No! No! - I got to do it, I got to do it!
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1.4s
Oh, my God.
The Voices
6.4s
Take your knife and cut my throat. Don't worry, I'll help you. What?
The Voices
3.8s
- What? - Lucifer is an angel. A fallen angel.
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41.2s
You think they'll all nod and understand the way your stupid dog does? - I don't know. - Well, I do know. They're gonna throw your ass in jail where tattooed, meth addicts will butt-fuck you daily for 15 years to life. You're a good man who made a mistake. Nobody is gonna rape you, Jerry. - But he did mean to do it. - No. Not the deer. That was an accident. I'm talking about the girl. You wanted to kill her. - Never. - Why'd you take the knife, then? Oh, my God. I'm evil. No, you're not. I've killed things on purpose, Jerry. There's no shame in it. It's instinct. The only time I felt truly alive is when I'm killing. The only time I've ever felt truly alive.
The Voices
4.8s
What can I do about it now? Take the meds, you useless wanker.
The Voices
2.9s
Fiona. You're soaked. Get in.
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2.5s
Me? No. Of course not.
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1.4s
Mom?
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10.5s
Thanks, Jerry. What a fab, cracking day to come back. Perfect day. And I'm making Honeynut Crunchys with 2% milk. Hip, hip, hooray!
The Voices
13.2s
Tally ho, Jerry. Fiona, you're back. Quite. And jolly well high time. Bloody blooming right, it's jolly well high time. You look smashing. - Those bleeding pills are rubbish. - I super-hate those pills.
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6.8s
And you were stinky, too. But now you smell like... You smell like baby shampoo. You're beautiful.
The Voices
4.9s
Beastly drugs. They made me look like a sodding jack-o'-lantern. You know what?
The Voices
3.6s
My family moved here from Berlin when I was seven.
