George:
Nice place.
Tom:
A friend of mine did those paintings. He believes that corpses dream. Imagine that each work is the dream of a murdered child.
George:
[nervously laughs]
I'm kind of stone.
Tom:
Poor kid. School hasn't done you much good, has it?
George:
Nope.
Tom:
But you don't need to know anything, do you? Your beauty is much more profound.
George:
Um... that's kind of a weird thing to say.
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