Jack / Tyler Durden

How many times is shit like this going to go down?

Al, I assume you're smart enough to be laying low in your room when there's a fucking murderer running around, so I won't even bother to tell you to do it. Just keep your door locked, alright?

God damn it! I only just got out of this fucking place.

[A long, long pause. Maybe some quiet groans of pain. Aaaand eventually, something clicks.]

Oh.

Right.

Admiral, if Luigi's dead, bring him back. He's not making any stupid fucking remarks, so that seems pretty likely.

[Private to Harvey]

Hey man, uh... You free?

[/Private]


We're not getting anywhere whining about this latest slice of hell we've had here. What's that solve? Pretend you're okay. Ignore your injuries. Forget the past. We should be looking at the future. There's gotta be something on the horizon. Someone should be taking bets, for chrissakes. I mean, this boat is just one fucking thing after another... So what's next? Anyone want to take a guess?

It's not going to help or anything, but what else is there to do in this goddamn place?

I don't know what everyone's complaining about... Wouldn't you rather everyone get all lovey-dovey than try to kill each other? I mean, sure, we've got the odd weirdo who want to express their affection with violent shit, but other than those stray few...

Although I guess, knowing the Barge, someone's kind of gotta get hurt, huh? That's the way things work around here, isn't it? So what's it going to be? I'll take bets on this. Two people in love with the same person tear each other to shreds? Some corrupt warden gets their lovestruck inmate to beat someone up for them?

Hm. At least this one only got inmates. I'll take any break I can get.

Harvey, you're not affected, right? I'm guessing I probably would've heard about it by now if you were.

[Warden filter]

I still think its weird that we can't do more to stop wardens being hurt by inmates... I mean, c'mon, we're the power here, right? We're the ones in charge, aren't we? Surely we can stop shit like that stuff with Charlie and Rose before it happens?

[Private to Tobias]

Hey Tobias, want to get a drink?

[/Private]

Harvey, how are you? You been thinking about the stuff we talked about last time we met.

Hey, uh, anyone got any Nembutal or Seconal...?

[Private to Harvey/Two-Face]

How are you guys doing? Enjoyed the port, I hope.

Anyway, it looks like playtime's over. The Admiral's putting us to work. Any thoughts on what job you're going to sign up for?

[Private to Tobias]

Hey man, how are you? Glad to be back onboard?

[/Private]

Well, if there's one thing that port proved, it's that you can't believe advertising. If that was the happiest place on Earth, I'm a retarded dog. At least the booze was quality. And we didn't have to pay.

I guess nothing went particularly wrong. There were no horrible deaths or mutilations. That's always a plus.

Hey, uh, listen, this'll probably sound-

I need some help with an inmate. Tobias Hankel. I think you might be able to help me get through to him.

[Private to Wardens]

You might have noticed my inmate's been having some problems...

There's a shrink on board right? I saw people talking about it a while ago. If you can point them in my direction, that'd be great.

[Private to Rose]

Tobias asked me to talk to you. He says he'll be good - no drugs - if you let him out. Says he really means it this time.

I know you can't let him out. But when you've got a minute, can we talk?

[/Private]


I haven't been sleeping right. It's not insomnia... and I don't think it's him. I'm not sure what to do about it. Anyone got any ideas?

[ooc: The strike-out is just thick black scribble now. Jack really didn't want to think about Tyler...]

Now the flood's over, we should probably talk. What do you think?