How many times is shit like this going to go down?

Al, I assume you're smart enough to be laying low in your room when there's a fucking murderer running around, so I won't even bother to tell you to do it. Just keep your door locked, alright?

Who was it? Who the fuck was it?

Cannot locate collective...

We...

No. Tyler...

We are Jack's flashback. I am Jack's cold sweat.

Help me.

Jesus Christ. You just can't make this shit up, can you?

Okay. I just want to get this oJust. Bear with me here. There's a question at the end ( Read more... )

Who the fuck is this guy's warden?

Real fantastic job you're doing there. Just great.

[Private to Harvey]

I want to meet you and your angry friend so we can talk. How about I come to your room in about twenty minutes?

[/Private]Good to see everyone back to their normal selves. Now we can all go back to sleeping like we're properly dead and jerking off more than we should and fighting amongst ourselves over petty shit, just trying ( Read more... )

Okay. This seems like a bit of an overreaction if you ask me. You guys really that paranoid? Come on, that kitchen could feed a city for a couple of weeks, let alone the few of us.

And really... Security? What are you all so worried about? You think we really need patrols and reports and all that? Nothing's happened yet. We never needed it before ( Read more... )

[Jack was heading back to his room after seeing Mrs Lovett. He had a hand to his head and was muttering ( Read more... )

So, this flood. I don't know what I think about it... [The words are crossed out heavily, effectively obscured, as he decides to just go with it.]

Harvey, how are you doing? Any problems?

[Private to Elle]

What did your dad lie to you about?

[Private to Tobias]

Tobias, did you believe me at all when I said you had a split personality?

This? This is a fucking scary costume.

...

I like it.