Rhys: Holy shit, that’s so fucked up. Tommy: So, he’s still there? How long has he been lookin’ for her? Ivan: A month or so, I dunno.

Rhys: Jesus, poor Oscar. Ivan: I’m startin’ t’think-… Rhys: No, no; don’t say that.

Tommy: You need t’fuckin’ leave that place already. I told you it was dangerous. Rhys: I said I’d help those two stop this kinda shit. Tommy: It’s clearly not goin’ well if he couldn’t even stop it happenin’ to his own girlfriend.

Ivan: He’s right, Rhys… Everythin’ has gone t’shit, you oughta get out whilst you can. I don’t even know if he’s gonna wanna carry on with all that once he gets back. If he finds her, he might just wanna bounce. Rhys: Don’t say if.

Ivan: [choked] I’m scared he ain’t-… Tommy: He’ll find her. Rhys: C’mon, y’need a break from worryin’. It’s not like y’can do much whilst y’stuck here… We were gonna go out later.

Ivan: I don’t fancy being the third wheel all night. Tommy: We’re meetin’ Suzie n’ that. Ivan: Then I’ll be the fifth wheel…

Tommy: Y’gotta take your mind off everythin’ for a little while. Rhys: We could stay in if y’prefer? Get a take out or somethin’. Ivan: [sighs] I guess I’ll come along for a bit…

…

Ivan: It had t’be the Mill, didn’t it? This place just reminds me of when Oscar od’d now. Tommy: Well, the best way t’get over stuff like that is t’replace the bad memories with good ones. Rhys: I told you that.

Tommy: No, you didn’t. Rhys: I fuckin’ did. Ivan: [snorts] I didn’t realise you two were old n’ married already.

…

Miya: Ivan! It’s been ages since you’ve been out, where’ve you been hiding? Ivan: Work n’ that, y’know. Miya: Oof, bummer. I miss you being around more often!

Ivan: Me too. Miya: Come n’ dance with us! Ivan: I suddenly need t’pee real bad…

…

Tommy: Did I ever tell y’how much more awesome y’are these days? Ivan: Wow, you’re drunk. Tommy: And?! I still mean it… I never thought we’d be friend friends, y’know? I don’t want you t’be sad n’ lonely.

Oscar: Hey...

Courtney: Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.

Oscar: She said as she clambered on top of the sleeping man.

Courtney: My bad.

Oscar: You okay?

Courtney: Never mind me, how’re you?

Oscar: Guess I’ve been better, huh?

Courtney: How did you end up here?

Oscar: Didn’t Sid tell you?

Courtney: That’s not really what I meant...

Oscar: I keep asking myself the same thing.

Courtney: It wasn’t on purpose?

Oscar: No. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I don’t want to die, I almost did; technically did? I-...

Courtney: You’re here, that’s all that matters.

Oscar: Hm...

Courtney: So, what’re you gonna do now?

Oscar: I don’t know. I’m so lost, Cookie; how do I fix everything? Where do I start?

Courtney: I can’t help when you shut me out.

Oscar: I’m tired of running from everything. The little box in the back of my mind is full.

Courtney: Well, you’re gonna have to open it. You can’t outrun your problems forever.

Oscar: They just seem so.. insurmountable.

Courtney: Maybe, on your own...

Oscar: I hate it here.

Courtney: I have to go back to work soon.

Oscar: You can’t stay?

Courtney: I’ll come back after, I promise.

Oscar: Time moves so slowly in this hellhole.

Courtney: This hellhole saved your life. You’re lucky you got a second chance, don’t squander it.

Oscar: I thought you believed in fate over luck?

Courtney: Okay, you’re lucky fate hasn’t finished with you yet.

Oscar: Hm, guess I am.

Criminal Informants - particularly the rights of any potential CI's and also this very long report 💀

Suspended prison sentences

Drug enforcement agencies and police ranks

Racketeering

Traumatic brain injuries 😬

The dangers of mixing alcohol and Xanax, plus it's long term effects

Xanax overdose symptoms

Recovering from an overdose

Alcohol withdrawal symptoms

Abandonment/attachment issues

Navy engineers

How long a fractured wrist takes to heal

Psychopathy

Macchiatos (had no idea what they were lol)

How running an art gallery works

Stockholm syndrome

Sidney: I know you don’t want to, but we need to talk.

Oscar: It’s not like I can go anywhere.

Alton: We only want to figure out what happened, do you remember much more?

Oscar: Bits and pieces. I know what happened.

Sidney: Do you know how dangerous it is to mix benzodiazepines with alcohol?

Oscar: It’s never caused a problem before. I do it all the time.

Sidney: Well, you shouldn’t! The list of issues you could cause yourself is endless... Not to mention the inevitable short-term hazards that brought you here. You could’ve ended up with brain damage! You went so long without enough oxygen that your body started shutting down. Your heart stopped! You-...

Alton: Sidney. I think he gets the picture.

Sidney: He needs to know how close he cut it!

Oscar: It was that bad?

Alton: Yes. You’re lucky you were brought here in time. I know you like to prove you can take everything on yourself, but it’s okay to admit you need help. The hospital has-...

Oscar: I don’t-.. It isn’t necessary.

Alton: I’d like it if you came to stay with us for a while.

Oscar: I.. I can’t. It’s too far away from the City, I have to work.

Sidney: Surely your employer can’t begrudge you a little time off sick.

Alton: What about Noah’s? It’s closer to the City.

Oscar: I guess I could stay at Noah’s for a day or two...

Sidney: Days, weeks; you know he wouldn’t mind.

Oscar: I don’t need to be monitored.

Alton: Humour us for the time being. You’ve been through a lot these last few days.

Oscar: Okay.

Sidney: You’ll be allowed visitors after today, Noah’s itching to see you.

Oscar: How’s he doing?

Alton: He’s been worried, but he’s alright.

Sidney: Is there anyone else you want to see?

Oscar: No... Not yet-.. except; is Courtney here?

Sidney: She’ll be in tomorrow, I’ll let her know what happened.