Kay:
So you're a mutant? Most of you poor fuckers got three stumpy arms, or no arms. But I guess you lucked out. You fit together pretty well. Psychic.
[scoffs]
Kay:
So fucked up. Yeah, I heard about your kind. Kind of hard to believe it's real. Like what am I thinking about right now?
Anderson:
[sees his thoughts]
You're picturing a violent sexual liaison between the two of us in a pointless attempt to shock me.
Kay:
You're good. But I wasn't trying to shock you. If I was trying to shock, I'd be thinking about this:
[reads Kay's mind again and hits him]
Anderson:
What are you thinking about now, huh?
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