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Carl decided it's was time to pay us a visit.
Jesus. You killed him.
Oh ohh Jesus!
Dr. Gray has quite nicely severed
the parametral tract.
Disconnecting Carl's nerve from his brain,
which had momentarily forgotten it was dead.
A decidedly entertaining although unnecessary
display of skill. Thank you, young man.
- Dr. Gray. Dr. Gray.
- Ted.
- Ted Gray
- Ben Stravinsky.
That was pretty over the top today huh?
Yeah.
- I'm sorry, you were saying?
- Oh... no... the whole...
- Take care.
- No, yeah.. of course, of course.
It's just like pap... it's pretty cool.
This is what we like to call the food stand.
You guys haven't even got that cage open yet?
Why are we here?
All of us. In here instead of out there.
Why?
Because we prefer the company.
This kind of company.
Am I right?
Vernish.
When I think about them, you know, out there...
...in their rooms, on the streets,
utilising public transportation...
...downloading pornography,
ordering their lives out of catalogs...
...shitting out processed foods,
cashing welfare checks...
...opining, bitching, moaning, consuming, copulating...
...and multiplying.
It makes me sick.
What we need, brothers and sisters,
is less of them
and more of this.
Don't you agree, Dr. Gray?
I can see your point,
not sure I agree.
Ah well, nobody's perfect.
Not even you, Dr. Gallo.
- Ohh God!
- You don't wanna be cutting into the poop pipe, kid.
That stuff will kill you.
Well, we gotta go at some point right?
In that case, wanna come and join us?
We're heading to Thirteen Stones.
Ohh... doctors' in.
Mother f***er...
F***ing hurts man!
Alright.
Ah ahh...
- To the dead!
- To the dead!
Ok. Guys, let's play tell the truth.
Question.
If you could kill anyone and get away with it,
who would you kill?
The guy who invented condoms.
F*** that guy.
- Griffin.
- I don't know.
C'mon it's an easy quesiton, Griff.
- You maybe.
- Oh I'm sorry, did you want to f*** me that bad?
Just your skull.
Trust me Dr. Cavenaugh,
it's not as good as it looks.
I am interested in what Dr. Gray has to say.
Yeah, c'mon Teddy.
You guys want the truth or something clever?
- The truth.
- Just something clever.
Truth is ya'll full of sh*t.
Well go on, elaborate.
I mean, who needs motif, who needs a reason to kill.
Just today, Jake, you opened a 16 year old boy
who was shot in the stomach
because somebody wanted his f***ing Ipod.
What kind of reason is that?
We're animals. It's in our nature to kill.
Basic, simple.
You should've all figured that out by now.
And of course, if we were civilized or socialized,
we'll be seating around talking about it over a beer,
we don't actually do it.
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