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Him: …And in conclusion, I want you to murder Ida.
Me:
Him: Great! Good, very good, so you’ll do it, then?
Me: No.
Him: And why the hell not? She’s going to kill you! I just know it.
Me: How?
Him: I…she’s very capable! You know she would if she had the chance! She’s crazy! She has…what was it…oh, I don’t know, but they’re issues nonetheless. Nobody can be trusted, her most of all.
Me: She’s an old woman. She’s kind.
Him: She can move, can’t she? She could very well drive a screwdriver into your heart. Ever think about that?
Me:
Him: You and I both know that you need to do this.
Me:
Him: Fine. Fine. I’m leaving you, though. And I’m never coming back. Clarence and I send you our regards.
Me:
Him: See you in hell, Beverly.
