[The camera, fixed in the ceiling, looks down on one of the hospital's isolation rooms. By the edge of a crumpled bed stands a man more usually seen in scrubs than the hospital gown he has on now. Two sets of restraints seem to be keeping him there: one linking his leg with the foot of the bed, and one cuffing his wrists together
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Unless you're Houdini, that is. But you're not, so the point is moot.
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Does it look like I'm doing the broadcasting?
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[ max isn't exactly the one behind the wheel right now, either. ]
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[Bitter slug is bitter.]
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[This is a totally new tactic. All the others have aroused too much suspicion.]
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He looks like hell, unsurprisingly, and she can't help but wince at the damage he's done to himself. She tries to steady herself with a deep breath and leans in to use the intercom, voice wavering a little.]
Now you'll have to account for his recovery time.
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[He tilts his head and gives her an equally tilted smile, nothing but bitter pleasure in her distress; a smile edged with teeth.]
Everyone assumes he's not disposable. If you take the interest in his welfare you're pretending you do, you might want to worry about what happens if that's not the case.
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She hopes.]
You're going to a lot of effort to take him with you, if you don't need him.
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I want out. Whether he comes or not is optional, but for the good of his health it might be better if he does.
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