[So Lewis is sneaking back into the house after his
pick-Poland-up-and-carry-him-home-trip. Covering this up will be a bit hard though, with blood all over his front and his bare feet all muddy. He just hopes that he can make it to the bathroom and then back into his room without running into anyone.]
[It's Jack Harkness, Feliks's dad. He's pissed, red blooded, American, and he's armed.]
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[Not opening the door yet. The curtains are drawn, so there is no way to look inside.]
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[It's not hard to guess whom the man is talking about. Just... sorry. No way that he could open the door.]
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I want to talk to your father, boy.
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[Because he is sincerely worried, and he can't do what the man wants of him.]
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You're the one who brought him home?
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You should get out of there. [he says, teeth clenched.] I wanted to handle this myself, but I'll call the authorities if I have to.
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[He wonders if he should tell this man, but only for a moment. If the alternative is that he causes this much harm to his family...]
You know why he is hurt?
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[He flexes his hands in and out of fists.]
And it certainly wasn't right for your father to take a pipe to him.
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[And yes, this implies that Jack could be the one getting hurt.]
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Jack.
[Her hand closes around his]
Lewis, more people will get hurt however you look at it. We're just making sure it stays between your father and the people he's already hurt.
Let us in, please.
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I can't open the door.
[And then his voice raises just a bit. He's slowly coming closer to the end of his patience. He's hurt and scared of the consequences of his father hurting an outsider that badly, and worried that more harm will be done to even more members of his family.]
I don't think that you're one of the "people he's already hurt".
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[But part of his mind finds that completely normal...]
If you hurt one of us, you hurt us all. I'd think you'd understand that.
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Be that as it might, I can't open the door.
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