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Don't you ever come back here.

Maybe if you retrace your steps.

No. It's gotta be

here somewhere.

Well, was your name in it?

Or like any contact information?

What do you think?

You f***ing b*tch!

Claire?

You here?

Shh.

What I just put in you

is called pancuronium bromide.

It's a paralyzing agent.

It stings a little.

Don't worry, it's safe.

I tested it on myself.

What you doing here?

Oh, boss lady calls

in the middle of the night,

gotta make a delivery.

Not so fast, man.

Sign in.

Right.

- Excuse me.

- The hell's that?

I think it's delousing powder.

All right, see you later.

- You hear that?

- What?

- Something wrong?

- Shh.

- You hear something?

- Quiet, man.

You heard that, right?

That "uh" sound.

I don't hear anything.

What is it?

F***ing, ac, man.

Sh*t's always going out.

Oh, I got it.

I got it.

- It's broken?

- It's always broken.

- This whole place sucks.

- All right.

Shut up.

So, I'm Seth.

In case you forgot.

F*** you.

Your choice.

- F*** you!

- I'm doing this for your own good.

We'll try this again tomorrow.

F*** you!

F*** you!

Hi.

I brought you some water.

Here.

Drink this.

There.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Sit up.

Sorry.

Take it easy.

It's okay.

I brought food as well.

In case you feel up for it.

Water, food.

Just take it easy, all right.

That's all you're getting today.

Wait!

Please don't leave me.

I know this is hard.

It's hard for me too.

But it's important to define

our relationship.

Establish some boundaries.

This.

This doesn't work.

That's right.

I'll come back tomorrow.

And we'll get started.

He's gonna kill you.

But you know that.

Maybe he'll lose his nerve, huh?

Chicken out.

Or maybe he'll just get bored.

You're not helping.

He won't even need a gun, Holly.

All he has to do is walk away.

Shut up.

Look at you.

You're letting him beat you?

That pathetic little sh*t?

If that's all it takes,

then maybe you deserve

to be in there.

Shut up!

Are you gonna rape me?

No.

Kill me?

I hope not.

You hope not?

Might not have a choice.

And why's that?

I might not be able to save you.

What is this, some kind of

f***ing religious thing?

Did god tell you to punish all

the whores, something like that?

It's a different kind of saving.

- And, no.

- So what, you're just a sick f***?

This is how you get your kicks?

I'm not doing this for me.

I'm doing this for you.

Because you're special.

Special?

It's true.

Before I met you,

i was just floating

through life.

Like any minute,

i could just drift off.

No one would even notice.

Then you came along.

And the thing...

the thing that made it

so hard is,

is I thought you were different.

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