"This isn't about a forger, you ass," he growled, shaking his head. "And you wouldn't be happy, would you?" But could any of them at this point? He wasn't sure if he ever could, but suddenly he had the feeling that if he let Eames leave, everything would fall apart.
"That makes you a better man than me, wouldn't it then? Because I'm willing to take advantage of your drunken state. "Tell me then. Tell me what you wanted to say. I'm asking, and my other answer is to show you I saved that damn picture and demand you take me to burn that hat."
He felt so worn, worse than he had the morning after, and still not sure what Eames was going to do in three hours.
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Date: 2011-01-08 10:50 pm (UTC)"That makes you a better man than me, wouldn't it then? Because I'm willing to take advantage of your drunken state. "Tell me then. Tell me what you wanted to say. I'm asking, and my other answer is to show you I saved that damn picture and demand you take me to burn that hat."
He felt so worn, worse than he had the morning after, and still not sure what Eames was going to do in three hours.