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"My whole life has conspired to bring me to this place, and I can't despise my whole life! I think I believed when I met you I could save you, you at least if not myself, but...I don't have any sexual feelings for you, Harper, and I don't think I ever did."
"I think you should go."
"Where?"
"Washington, doesn't matter."
"What are you talking about?"
"Without me. Without me, Joe, isn't that what you want to hear?"
"...Yes."
"You were gonna save me, but the whole time you were just spinning a lie, I just don't understand...ugh, this is so scary, I want this to stop...I want to go back..."
"Harper..."
"Mr. Lies! I wanna get away from here...far away, right now, before he starts talking again, please!"
"Harper, as long as I've known you, you've been afraid of men hiding under the bed, hiding under the sofa, men with knives! Who are these men? I never understood it, but now I know."
"What?"
"It's me."
"...it is..."
"I'm the man with the knives."
"You are...you are...oh God..."
"I'm sorry...I didn't know!"
"It's you, it's you, I recognize you now....Mr. Lies! Get me away from him...Mr. Lies!"
"Right here."
"I wanna go away, I can't see him anymore."
"Where?"
"Anywhere far away."
"Absolutely-do"
Harper scrubbed the tears from her face and stepped into the freezing cold fridge, pulling her coat closer around her as she stepped out onto the other side.
"Mr. Lies?"
much of this post a direct quote from Angels in America.
"I think you should go."
"Where?"
"Washington, doesn't matter."
"What are you talking about?"
"Without me. Without me, Joe, isn't that what you want to hear?"
"...Yes."
"You were gonna save me, but the whole time you were just spinning a lie, I just don't understand...ugh, this is so scary, I want this to stop...I want to go back..."
"Harper..."
"Mr. Lies! I wanna get away from here...far away, right now, before he starts talking again, please!"
"Harper, as long as I've known you, you've been afraid of men hiding under the bed, hiding under the sofa, men with knives! Who are these men? I never understood it, but now I know."
"What?"
"It's me."
"...it is..."
"I'm the man with the knives."
"You are...you are...oh God..."
"I'm sorry...I didn't know!"
"It's you, it's you, I recognize you now....Mr. Lies! Get me away from him...Mr. Lies!"
"Right here."
"I wanna go away, I can't see him anymore."
"Where?"
"Anywhere far away."
"Absolutely-do"
Harper scrubbed the tears from her face and stepped into the freezing cold fridge, pulling her coat closer around her as she stepped out onto the other side.
"Mr. Lies?"
much of this post a direct quote from Angels in America.