[For a few seconds, all that you can hear is
pop music and occasionally Moriarty whistling along with the lyrics. He's sneakily showing a shot of Trip, knelt down over a washing machine, attempting to fix it. Moriarty's warden doesn't look happy. He's grumbling to himself, but Moriarty, behind the camera, is snickering. He turns the music up from his phone and uses that to mask his words he's whispering.]
Just admire all of the work that he does. Fixing everything for you. I'm so happy to be a part of this. Honestly I am.
What a perfect punishment.
What next? Kesha or Lady Gaga? My job is to find music to motivate him. Inspire him. What better way than this?