Anna: "Oi."
Tim: "Hey."
Anna: "Come sit."
Tim: "Look at her."
Anna: "I know. She's so cute when she's unconscious."
Anna: "I should put her in the cot."
Tim: "It's not like she's going to roll off the bed."
Anna: "No, true."
Anna: "Why're you here?"
Tim: "Everyone keeps asking me that."
Anna: "Yeah, and you keep not answering. So we're going to keep asking."
Tim: "My life exploded."
Anna: "Get a little perspective, Timmy."
Tim: "Sorry."
Anna: "All right, details, then."
Tim: "I got fired, I couldn't pay the rent, no one would hire me, I broke up with this girl. So I pretty much chickened out and came running back to mummy, which is pretty pathetic."
Anna: "It is, yeah."
Anna: "You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend."
Tim: "There wasn't really a good time to say so, with everything going on."
Anna: "Yeah."
Anna: "How is Colin, anyway?"
Tim: "I don't know. He was pretty rough for a while. He's doing better, but he's not... I don't know. He's not properly Colin."
Anna: "I miss her."
Tim: "Me, too."
Anna: "I miss him, too. You took him away from me."
Tim: "He needed to get away from here. There was too much shit."
Anna: "Still."
Anna: "You left him alone in that hole so you could come back here."
Tim: "I'm sorry."
Anna: "Doesn't matter. Too late, now, anyway."
Anna: "Why'd you guys break up?"
Tim: "I don't know. It's complicated."
Anna: "What isn't?"
Tim: "She didn't like me anymore, I guess."
Anna: "Why?"
Tim: "I don't know, because I'm a massive jerk who hates fun?"
Anna: "You are that."
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