[He winced and looked down at his hands, resting his elbows on his knees for a second or two,] She fucking...

Once... [He changed his mind and started on a different tack,] Remember when I demanded to smoke with you on the deck? [He paused, and then answered his own point.] She told me she'd give me fucking smack if I injected her with the same shit. It's... fuck, it's like emotional blackmail. It fucking killed me, and I punched her and would have fucking killed her for those drugs if she hadn't fucking stunned me.

[Long, long stare at the floor for a second there] I learnt a fucking lot that day.