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i'm not jesus christ. i've come to accept that now. (canon is darkplace)
Listen, Missy, I don't know who you think you are, but why don't you stop puttin' your nose where it don't belong, hm? If you think you know me so well, then why don't you just take into account that I have one boss, aside from Thornton: moi. French for me. So why don't you just run along and buy yourself a new pair of shoes, yeah?
[ wow rick. way harsh. ]
Tough luck, sweetheart. You think a bottle of wine and Soft Cell are gonna make me come around and ease whatever malady you've got? I'm not that easy, not with all the paranormal activity at the hospital and makin' sure I don't make mince meat out of peoples' brains. There's only so many slip-ups I can blame on bein' a maverick, you know.
But if you really wanna roll with the big shots, you've gotta prove yourself. Clean my glasses. Press my coat - it hasn't been washed in a while, either. Call me in the morning.
[ wow rick. way harsh. ]
Tough luck, sweetheart. You think a bottle of wine and Soft Cell are gonna make me come around and ease whatever malady you've got? I'm not that easy, not with all the paranormal activity at the hospital and makin' sure I don't make mince meat out of peoples' brains. There's only so many slip-ups I can blame on bein' a maverick, you know.
But if you really wanna roll with the big shots, you've gotta prove yourself. Clean my glasses. Press my coat - it hasn't been washed in a while, either. Call me in the morning.