— Shut up.
— I didn't say anything.
— You were thinking. It's annoying.
— I will burn the heart out of you.
— I have been reliably informed that I don't have one.
What now? I'm in shock — look, I've got a blancket. And I just caught you a serial killer.
When you have eliminated the impossible whatever remains must be the truth.
— You are insane!
— You are just getting that now?
Listen, what i said before, I mean it, John. I don't have friends. I've just got one.