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Tamifla, please.
423.
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Mummy?
4.23
It's a Power Ranger watch.
So, everyone's wanting to get out of the rain.
And I'm running around grabbing bags.
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Fuck it.
Mr. Green, a little late, aren't we?
Hello.
Dr. Peterson, I have Mr. Green downstairs.
No, he knows.
Okay.
Oh, well, I'll send him right down.
Come in.
I'll be two seconds.
You don't need your phone to tell you you're...
Fuck.
Good start.
No, excuse me. I mean, you're...
Ash. Ashley Green. You're three o'clock.
Right, three. Right, yeah, you're...
Late.
Funny thing, that rain, innit?
Literally steals time.
Hey, do you want to hear a joke?
Six months ago, I would have taken it.
Just to prove you right.
Lacks empathy for others.
Me.
Maybe we should talk about your behaviour.
You don't smoke here.
Then what am I supposed to do?
Talk. You talk.
Anger, frustration, things that take you back.
I'm not going to start crying about my life like some fucking little bitch.
Asher, you know your parole officer's across all my session notes.
My peer's a dick.
Is that dick with a capital D or lowercase?
Talk. You're here to talk.
Inability to vocalise frustration.
Volatile.
Tell me about the fight.
What does a woman like you think when a guy like me approaches her?
Why is a much better start?
Why is it always better?
Why do you think I'm here? Well, according to your file. No, fuck the file. Why do you think I'm here?
Why do you think I'm sitting in this chair with this fucking tag on and not doing a proper bed?
I can't answer that unless you tell me.
My job isn't to judge.
But you're great at it when you're off the fucking clock.
Why don't you tell me what you think happened between us today?
Well, I can only answer that if you tell me.
Because it's not my job to judge.
You missed.
I understand the point of the question.
No, you missed a bit.
You noticed?
What?
Why?
The question is always why.
Okay.
Why?
Why am I still here?
Why are we playing Conversation of Sudoku?
Why do you have shit paintings on the wall?
And why do you think that fucking fringe is doing you any fucking favours?
Why?
Why so much anger?
Why are you scared of me?
Why do you think it's about you?
I just wanted to come out of the fucking rain.
It's calming, isn't it?
Oh, I'm sorry. Do you need to be somewhere?
Ironic is what it is.
Excuse me?
You have a cheap print of an expensive paint on a wall.
And you think you're qualified to tell me how it should make me feel?
You know what's ironic about that? What?
The white woman condescending a black boy
over a painting called White Centre.
And why...
..is a better question.
You don't smoke here.
I need a cigarette.
You don't need cigarettes.
Are we done?
Yeah, come on time next week and leave your fags and your phone downstairs before we start.
No distractions.
Yeah. We're done.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
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Fuckin' rain.
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