[Blake grabs his phone and his thumbs jab almost blindly.]
Jesus christ, it's every fucking day with you people!
"What do you miss" "What do you think about alternate universes" "How do you stop thinking about hating somebody" "You're in the desert and you leave a turtle on its back", on and fucking on! You ever think maybe people don't want to think about your pissant moral quandaries? Oh, or hey, here's a fun thought - maybe it's none of your fucking business. People are trying to live their goddamn lives here, there's no room for some assholes picking and needling about every fucking thing somebody's ever done.
[The phone in Blake's hand is not staying steady.]
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Jesus christ, it's every fucking day with you people!
"What do you miss" "What do you think about alternate universes" "How do you stop thinking about hating somebody" "You're in the desert and you leave a turtle on its back", on and fucking on! You ever think maybe people don't want to think about your pissant moral quandaries? Oh, or hey, here's a fun thought - maybe it's none of your fucking business. People are trying to live their goddamn lives here, there's no room for some assholes picking and needling about every fucking thing somebody's ever done.
[The phone in Blake's hand is not staying steady.]
What the fuck do you want from me?