[Hank splutters, and if he’d been drinking something, he would have spit it all over the floor.]
Connor, what the fuck? I’m going to — I’m going to kill him.
[He’s not, but god. GOD!]
Tell me you didn’t hurt yourself to appease that weird fucker.
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[Hank splutters, and if he’d been drinking something, he would have spit it all over the floor.]
Connor, what the fuck? I’m going to — I’m going to kill him.
[He’s not, but god. GOD!]
Tell me you didn’t hurt yourself to appease that weird fucker.