[Voice]
It's over, huh? Good. I need... [He trails off, perhaps unsure what he needs. A drink? A friend? A good night's sleep? A bullet to the head?]
...to forget all that. Somehow.
They always know just what buttons to push, don't they?
[Jack sighs and sets the journal aside, intending to switch it off. Before he does, however, one might hear
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