Jackson Shea:
You've read some papers. Some file a prison hack too stupid to make it on the outside wrote about me after he showed me some inkblots. You read that shit and think you're inside my head? Doc, you don't know a fucking thing about me.
Amanda Tyler:
You're right, Jack. I don't know a fucking thing about you. And if I did, I wouldn't be here wasting my time, or yours. Would you like me to leave?
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