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You know, I can't help but agree with the quote "Four legs good, two legs better" right now. I'm glad to be back to normal; this place smelled way too... [What's a nice way of putting this?] robust to my senses.

But for the record, I still don't see what's wrong with being a dog. Dobermans are intelligent and hard-working. [LIKE ARTHUR, SO THERE.]

[Private to Prefect + Perry]
There are some papers missing from my room. [Which would either contain false identities or research on fellow Bargemates. Either way, it's kind of suspicious stuff and he wants it back.] I'd like them back, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about them.

[Warden Filter + Perry]
My inmate, Perry Dawsey, is officially cut off from alcohol. Please don't take him to the bar or give him anything, not even one beer. If he does manage to get in there, I'd expect the bartenders not to serve him unless he's with me.

And if you have an inmate who's friends with him? [Which Arthur kind of doubts. PERRY HAS NO FRIENDS.] Try to keep on top of their interactions, and I'll do the same from my end.

[Private to the Admiral]
Remove all the alcohol from Perry's room.

[Private to Perry]
From now on, the only drinking you're doing is with me.

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What good is that going to do me?

Well, it's better than being cut off entirely. [Arthur can't help it. He finds this amusing.]

Fuck you, you little prick. [Perry is so very far from amused.]

Yeah, I can see you're going to be a fun drinking partner.

I'm not drinking with you.

Then you're not drinking at all. It's that simple.

[Silence for a moment, then:] I need it.

It's not helping you.

You think you know, because you've got my file, but you don't get it, I need-- I can't fucking sleep.

[He didn't really mean to say that, so he shuts up fast even though he can't take it back.]

Edited (Wordiiiing) 2012-10-15 03:52 (UTC)

Then we'll work on that. Without alcohol until you can take it in moderation.

And how the hell are you going to do that? You've been assigned to me for how damn long now, and how far have you got? How rehabilitated am I, warden?

I thought we were doing okay until I disappeared and you came back an even bigger asshole than before. [He's mostly just saying that to be bitchy.]

You have to want rehabilitation; I can't force it on you.

Well, I don't ever want to be the guy who's going to end up walking out of here, so why don't you just do yourself a favor and give up. You're backing the wrong fucking horse, warden.

Edited 2012-10-16 03:56 (UTC)

I don't buy that. You might not want redemption, but I don't think you want to keep on the way you have been, either.

Shows what you know. [Perry is really just being a stubborn jerk for the sake of being a stubborn jerk right now.]

Your life's shit, Perry. [Just gonna roll that out there, being blunt.] You're angry all the time, you have to live with things I wouldn't have wished on my worst enemy, and you just admitted you can't even sleep without alcohol. So when you say that, I'm pretty sure you're bluffing.

Edited 2012-10-18 11:44 (UTC)

[Way to be extremely fucking blunt, Arthur. Thanks. There's silence for a while, because... well, that's all just kind of a big truth bomb, sadly. When he speaks, it's sullen and short.]

So what's the compromise? I sure as fuck don't want what the Admiral is selling.

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