Kay:
My head. Do what I like?
Anderson:
Sure.
[Kay shoots at her]
Anderson:
Thinking about hurting me doesn't actually hurt me.
Kay:
Yeah. Points to you. Except there is that thing.
Anderson:
What thing was that?
Kay:
That I know how to freak you out. See, if you're talking about my fucked-up head versus your fucked-up head, your fucked-up head is gonna lose.
[Anderson removes her clothes, and he pulls her head towards his crotch]
Kay:
Yeah, I figured that would shut you up.
Anderson:
[appears beside him, fully clothed]
Hey. I can play mind games, too.
[Kay screams in pain, and looks down, where Ma-Ma pulls her head away from his crotch and spits out something bloody]
Kay:
You fucking bitch! You sick fucking bitch!
Anderson:
We haven't even started.
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