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[brbvideos.livejournal.com]

[Standing in the plane—definitely not walking, just standing still—is a man talking really loudly to no one. His breathing is wavering, he sounds like he's on the verge of losing control. He laughs suddenly, and then he stands straight; he takes several violent, gasping breaths and then he controls himself by force. When he speaks again, his whole demeanor is much calmer.]

My name is Patrick Bateman and I live on the eleventh floor of the American Garden Building. That's in New York. I used to run into Tom Cruise in the elevator.

[A beat.]

There was a FLOOR there. We have floors in New York, we have GROUND. We have—

[He completely loses control, and it's most evident on his face—his expression is one of rage, twisting his features, his face is turning red.]

FUCK. What the fuck is this, FUCK. Someone FUCKING explain this shit to me or Jesus Christ, I will fucking GUT someone, someone will—I have an appointment, I have to return some—I have to be somewhere in fifteen minutes—I will fucking GUT someone, I will cut your heart out, TRY ME.

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Trots up and sniffs around his shoes delicately.] Why do you say fuck so much? What does fuck mean?

[brbvideos.livejournal.com]

[Takes several panicked steps backwards, away from the cat-thing.]

... Well, sometimes when a man finds a woman very attractive, he sometimes feels the urge to shove his penis into her vagina. It's something you'll understand when you're older.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Oh that. [Pursuing his laces now.] Humans make such weird words for it.

[brbvideos.livejournal.com]

[You are totally interfering with my pretending you're a person, stop that. Patrick walks backward even faster.]

Euphemisms have their place, I believe.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[The laces are moving faster, therefore she is chasing faster.] My laces!