(On for a few minutes)
Randy: -wakes up and sleepily stares at the picture and the matches in his hands-
Randy: -wakes up and sleepily stares at the picture and the matches in his hands-
Harry:Karla: You were going to keep me in the dark until you turned and killed me?
Harry:Karla: Well, okay... I kinda wish I didn't find out actually. Let's go check out our room!
Harry:Karla: -stays quiet in the elevator-
Harry:Karla: It's not your fault... well, it kinda is but oh well.
Harry:Karla: I don't understand why you wouldn't let me do anythin with you... It was always going to happen.
(Right the lift opens into the room)Karla: -steps straight out the lift when the doors open and walks to the window, she stares straight out and down at the city.-
Harry:(Usually they do for the penthouse.)
Karla: Remember when you went suicidal?
Ophelia: Want my advice? Keep it.
Harry:Ophelia: you can regret burning it. Chances are you won't regret having a piece o paper in your pocket.
Karla: I'm starting to feel that way now. This glass doesn't seem that thick...