A VOICE: Here’s an idea.
A VOICE: My skin itches.
A VOICE: And look up at the sky. But there will be no sky.
A VOICE: 1-800-sycophant life.
A VOICE: Try to be me for a single day. I bet you would enjoy it.
A VOICE: If you knew how long I waited for you… I waited for like legit 45 minutes...
And then another 42 minutes…
A VOICE: Little miss strong knees.
A VOICE: What were the best sex scenes of the past year.
A VOICE: No one could have imagined the impact it would have.
A VOICE: Let’s talk poisonings. Let’s talk chalices. Chapstick.
A VOICE: Who are you rooting for anyway?
A VOICE: You know Darwin could put his whole fist in his mouth.
A VOICE: Look. My spit is already frozen.
A VOICE: Itch itch.
A VOICE: Distract yourself. Stay here. Edifice.
A VOICE: I’m writing you a letter. You’re my sacrifice.
A VOICE: XXX is a really special person.
A VOICE: Do not repeat this. This never leaves this space.
A VOICE: XXX.
A VOICE: The workers will be here at 1030am… They are going to reset the ground.
A VOICE: I want you to surprise them. Be squatting in the corner.
A VOICE: Scared? I don’t think so. I think she’ll be proud.