[Amanda, having been beaten to a pulp by Donny days ago, is finally conscious enough to deliver her message to the Barge. She's speaking from a bed in the infirmary. The infirmary, you ask? Isn't Clapet in there too, you ask right after that? Not to worry, Amanda isn't moving around any time soon and can't get close to him. She's got a badly broken
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Because you know what, I'm going to come slaughter you right. fucking. now.
[There is a clatter and stumble over the otherside of the infirmary, as Clapet gets up, tries to stand, and just falls flat on his back. Little help?]
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No you won't. Not if you want that leg to heal.
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I'll fucking gut you like the pig you are.
[He's gasping for breath as he makes his way back to bed, but his anger's perfectly evident.]
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I'm sorry she's gone, Rex.
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[And she promptly cuts all communication lines with him. To be restored once she's less under the weather!]
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So weak.
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Fuck you too, Doe! This method works. It rehabilitates--I've seen it happen.
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And what becomes of them?
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[She grins, and shows him the track marks on her left arm.]
I was the first to survive his games. I quit cold-turkey and haven't wanted a hit since.
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But thanks for the unnecessary blame and all.
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It's not blame. It's a display of your ignorance.
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