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[magnets]

Yo, has anyone got cigarettes? You know, like, cigarettes? Anybody?

[ The voice over the communicator is tired - but what else is new around here lately? - and a little wavered, like he's trying to keep it steady. Someone's probably been crying. ]

How about paper? For drawing or writing or whatever. Yeah?

Or, like, a gun. [ Jesse's voice peters off for a second, murmuring to himself. ] Yeah, yeah, a gun'd be good.

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[villainized]

I might be able to help you out.

[magnets]

Yeah? Ya think? [ Jesse rubs a finger under his nose as nonchalantly as he can manage. ] Which one?

[villainized]

Why settle for just one? That way lies mediocrity. I've always preferred more to less myself.

[magnets]

Right on, man. Screw mediocrity, right?

So, whatcha got? You holdin' out on me, Lou?

[villainized]

Damn straight.

What I've got depends on what exactly you want. This gun, for instance. What do you mean to do with it?

[Audio]

[onteamdyson]

Like fuck is anyone letting you have a gun.

[Audio]

[magnets]

Oh, yeah, like you know so much. Why the hell not?

[Audio]

[onteamdyson]

Because you're crazy. And a gun probably weighs more than you do. And you're crazy!

[Audio]

[magnets]

Hey, screw you, lady. [ He weighs a bunch more than a gun. ]

[ He's not so sure on the crazy front, but he has a working theory on that one. ]

What're you, like, the gun police now? The NRA? Huh? Who even asked you?

[audio]

[retrograding]

I've paper. [ A beat. ] Would you want me to bring it to you?

[audio]

[magnets]

It's, uh -

[ Well, there's not really any OTHER way he's going to get it to you, Jesse. What's he supposed to do, mail it? ]

Yeah, man, I could go for some paper right now.

[retrograding]

[ WELL HE COULD LEAVE IT SOMEWHERE FOR YOU, but really, Jet would prefer to see Jesse, because he gets some serious baby killjoy vibes from him. ]

Give me a time and a place, and I'll have it there before the sands shift.

[magnets]

[ Before the sands-- sure. Jet's got some weird lingo up his sleeve, but whatever; Jesse likes him enough. ]

Right on, man - you, uh. You free now?

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[charring]

why do you need a gun?

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[magnets]

Yo, why's everyone gotta know?

Re: audio;

[charring]

I dunno. I someone bugging you?

[Because she could totally help.]

Re: audio;

[magnets]

It ain't about- bugging. You don't shoot someone cuz they're buggin' you.

( audio )

[gleans]

[ In a higher, feminine-sounding voice: ] All the better to shoot yourself with?

[ And Galen's normal voice, hushed: ] Shut up! Leave them alone --

( audio )

[magnets]

[ Was that the same - ]

What the hell- man, that was fucked up.

[gleans]

I'm -- [ An anxious swallow. ] I'm sorry, she -- she won't leave me alone.

[magnets]

It's cool, man, just-

Who- exactly won't leave ya alone?

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[facilitated]

[ Yeah, she's not going to respond to that over the network. She just ducks out of her room and makes a beeline straight for Jesse, and announces her presence with a quick shove of his shoulder. ]

Dude, what the hell do you need a gun for?

[ Hypocrisy, thy name is Laura. ]

[action because no u]

[magnets]

[ Jesse swears aloud and swiftly moves a pillow on over something on his bed, throwing up his hands a second later. ]

Says the chick with the rifle. You ever heard of knocking in your country? Is that a thing they do?

[facilitated]

The chick with the rifle with one bullet! [ Second shoulder shove, just to make a point. Don't think she didn't notice that covering up either, Pinkman, she's just fighting her battles on at a time. ]

We only knock when people aren't doing stupid things. WHat do you need a gun for?

[magnets]

But the rifle, irregardless. See? [ He gestures widely to her and stands off the bed, sniffing and pinching his nose. ]

We knock all the damn time, man, what if I was pitchin' one off in here? That's, like, the better for the both of us. [ Let's see how long he can stave off answering her question! ]