— Back from the war, I see.
— Yes. I'd have stayed longer, but they ran out of medals.
Wow! The battle looks completely different when you're in the middle of it than it does to the generals up on the hill.
— My room at midnight?
— Perfect. Will you be there, too?
— Sex without love is an empty experience.
— Yes, but as empty experiences go, it's one of the best.
— You're a tyrant and a dictator and you start wars.
— Why is he reciting my credits?
— My seconds will call on your seconds.
— My seconds will be out. Have 'em call on my thirds. If my thirds are out, go to my fourths.
— Remember that nice boy next door? Raskolnikov?
— Yeah?
— He killed two ladies.
— No! What a nasty story.
— Bobick told it to me. He heard it from one of the Karamazov brothers.
— He must have been possessed.
— Well, he was a raw youth.
— Raw youth? He was an idiot.
— And he acted insulted and injured.
— I hear he was a gambler.
— You know, he could be your double.
— Really? How novel.
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