there is a sad lack of this chap about

[amurrica]

Where are...the drugs?

[probably in your bloodstream already, dude. you just forgot]

Haven't I waited long enough? And, what, what is this? Why are there so few pictures of me? Me? Me! There's so much footage! And I'm wondering, I'm wondering...where are all the tiny pictures? Where?

This is an outrage!

When, when's the football match on? You know I can't miss it. Not again. My team's playing!

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[manofiron]

I thought you went to prison.

[amurrica]

They don't play football on the tellies in prison? Is that what you're saying?

[that sounds like hell.]

[manofiron]

I'm saying you? Being here? Not really going to work for people.

[amurrica]

Clearly not! There are so few of these little, these little pictures of me, and my face is everywhere! Everywhere!

[brb - voice...of...terror]

That...is the true crime. The world's most wanted fugitive and no. One. Can be bothered to look at his face for longer than it takes...to tremble.

[manofiron]

No one's trembling, Trevor. You just weren't as great of an actor as you thought you were.

[amurrica]

[Tony.

Tony please.

What if Trevor...is the character? What if The Mandarin is the actor?

Leonardo DiCaprio wishes he was this good. Oscar I love you, Oscar I doooo...!]

And what are you, then? Big man in a suit?

[...]

I don't think I ever got your name. Who...are you again?