MILLICENT: “When did you develop this sudden allergy to hitting people?”
TUELLER: “Because we were looking for someone talk to!”
MILLICENT: “You hit a guy back there so hard people are screaming when they found him.”
TUELLER: “I did, but you’re not supposed to know that.”
MILLICENT: “Now it’s, “No, I couldn’t possibly silence the gardener.”
MILLICENT: “You’re all over the place tonight.”
TUELLER: “I wanted you to talk to the fucking gardener! About gardening!”
STORY: Three guards arrive as the two of you argue, spears in hand.
TUELLER: “Or blacksmithing!”
MILLICENT: “Well, fetch him back and we’ll talk about compost.”