North Star Line-by-Line
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DRAYSIK (a Skag): You know I'm not allowed to do that, Mr. Bennings.
BENNINGS: It's Deputy Bennings, and I can bend a local ordnance if I choose. Have a seat. (he sits) I imagine you could use a drink, after what happened last night. Let's raise a glass to the dearly departed. To dead Skags.
(Bennings drinks from the bottle.)
BENNINGS: Drink up.
(Draysik takes a sip and coughs.)
BENNINGS: I thought you people could hold your liquor. Your friend had a few in him the night he killed Clay Stanton.
(Bennings drinks from the bottle.)
BENNINGS: Drink up.
(Draysik takes a sip and coughs.)
BENNINGS: I thought you people could hold your liquor. Your friend had a few in him the night he killed Clay Stanton.
Bennings: Oh, no, wait a minute. I don't think I heard you right. You're telling me that a sober Skag had the nerve to shoot a man? I find that hard to believe. Maybe you could demonstrate.
(Bennings cocks his pistol and puts it on table, grip towards the boy.)
Bennings: Pick it up, shoot me right here between the eyes. This is your golden opportunity, don't pass it up.
(The tables behind him clear rapidly.)
Bennings: I know you'd like to kill me. That's what all you Skags want, isn't it? Go ahead, or maybe you need to finish that drink first.
(Bennings cocks his pistol and puts it on table, grip towards the boy.)
Bennings: Pick it up, shoot me right here between the eyes. This is your golden opportunity, don't pass it up.
(The tables behind him clear rapidly.)
Bennings: I know you'd like to kill me. That's what all you Skags want, isn't it? Go ahead, or maybe you need to finish that drink first.
ARCHER: I'll keep that in mind.
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