Echo :
Where's Paul?
DeWitt,
The Den-Mother,
VERY drunk :
He's not •dead•,
if that's what
you're thinking.
Echo :
What did you do to him?
DeWitt :
Mr. Ballard has been moved
to a more secure location,
one where your illicit key card
will be of no use —
No need to fret.
He's receiving ‘top-notch care’.
[ This is FUNNY to her ]
Do you think •anything• goes on
in My House without
my knowledge?
Echo :
I don't know. It seems
like a LOT went down
without you knowing.
DeWitt :
[ This is TRUE ] ……Yes.
Well, I'm not surprised
that Paul and Boyd
managed to keep your
secret from me.
But •Topher•….!
He can barely keep
a belch to himself.
Come on. Don't be rude.
It's just a friendly chat.
Echo :
You •really• want to do this?
Pretend that we're equals?
Go toe-to-toe?
DeWitt :
Why? You having
trouble keeping up?
Echo :
You think I'm •scared• of You?
I have a SERIAL KILLER
in My Head.
DeWitt :
Yes — If Memory serves Me,
one that's •petrified•
of Women —
[ …..that’s •almost• actually a Good Point.
But that means that he’s locked in there
with a bunch of Women that •only•
let him out to the extent that
he’s USEFUL to The Inner Community ]
DeWitt :
All those people in Your Head,
I know their deepest,
darkest secrets.
You're forgetting who PUT
them there in the first place.
Echo :
So •now• you're trying
to take credit
for MAKING Me?
•You• didn't make Me.
•I• made Me.
•You• may think all these people
knocking around
in My Head are •useless•,
but that's 40 more brains
than YOU have.
So I think we can agree that
I'm smarter, tougher and
a •whole• lot scarier than
You could ever HOPE to be.
DeWitt :
If •You're• so POWERFUL,
Why are You •still• in MY House,
•sneaking• around, trying to find
your comatose boyfriend?
Echo :
Lady, if I •wanted•
to be somewhere else,
I WOULD Be.
But There's WORK to Do here.
Now You can be on MY Side
or You can on Rossum's, but
the time for playing •both•
is OVER.
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