The Road Within Page #2

- Alex, you have got to stop.

I think... I think

you might need glasses.

Seriously, Alex, you are trying

my patience today. Enough.

You're wrong.

I was taking the bottle out.

I saw you putting it in.

- I barely touched you, Alex.

- I don't know where your hands have been.

You must be Vincent.

- Yeah.

- He said he found that in your bag?

I don't...

That's what I thought.

I'll get someone to clean it up.

And nice try, Alex. But you are getting

a roommate whether you like it or not.

- Thanks a lot.

- What did I do?

I don't want you here. I want you gone,

you addle-brained freak.

F***...

C*nt. C*nt.

F***.

C*nt.

I need to get in there.

I still have soap on my hands.

- Tough!

- You better not be going to the bathroom.

You have to go to the one

down the hall for that.

- Leave me alone.

- I'm serious, do not use that toilet.

F***.

Oh, my God!

You wanking?

I told you not to mess with these.

Can you... can you turn on the music?

Please?

Mind if I...

I'm not...

interested in men in case

that's what Dr. Rose told you.

She didn't.

F***!

That's disgusting.

- I'm sorry.

- Alex?

That was in your mouth.

What's going on?

- He spat his food on me.

- Okay, that is disgusting.

He's contaminated me.

I'm going to get sick now.

Who does that? Who spits their food out?

Now I'm going to have

to go and change now.

I'm...

I didn't mean it. I'm sorry.

- Done.

- Really?

Well, then you can go.

Missed.

F***.

Holy moly, b*obs.

Can't they... can't they

see you from in there?

- No.

- It helps.

Helps with what?

Everything.

So do you know

when you're going to spasm?

Yeah.

What's it feel like?

It builds... like

when you have to sneeze.

Can you make it stop?

Can you stop yourself from sneezing?

Good point.

F***, gross. Kiss.

Turn that off.

Little shits. F*** off.

Turn that off.

Come on.

Turn it off. Get back here.

- Give it to me. Give it to me.

- Are you kidding? This sh*t's going viral.

Why don't you come and get it?

- Vincent, come on.

- Get off.

Tony, he's spazzing.

Vincent.

Get off him. He's a f***ing kid.

You're hurting him!

As if we don't have enough problems

with this community.

- He didn't do anything.

- I didn't ask you.

Well, you weren't there. Okay? We were.

Hey.

It's okay. Just leave it, please.

Sorry. Thank you.

Can I have one?

Please?

Thank you.

Vincent, would you please

leave us alone for a minute?

I need to talk to Marie

about her little stunt in the lunch room.

Yeah.

So...

if you could go anywhere in the world...

where would you go?

The ocean.

- Here.

- You drive. I don't really like to.

Why not?

Good point.

- Stop!

- Hey, watch out.

Stop.

Give me back my Bach.

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