You're the self righteous, babying kind! You're the fucking helicopter mom nobody asked for. I'm sure if you ask real nice the principal will let your slacker babies pass without having to learn mean old fractions. They're just so hard and we don't want the kids to feel stupid, now do we?
Yeah, 'cause everyone's gotta learn what you want 'em to, right Steph? You know best. No thinking for yourself allowed on the Barge, everybody's gotta do what Steph wants.
Oh yeah, that's me! I wrote the curriculum. I actually brought everyone here, because I have power over life and death in the universe!
Get over yourself, Tiffany. You're as trapped and powerless as any inmate. You're not special. People aren't withering away without your understanding and approval. No one gives a crap what you think about them. And the Admiral doesn't give a crap about your plans and ideas! You think you can paint the world how you want it to be, but you're just chalk on a sidewalk. A year from now nobody will care that you ever existed.
I don't give a fuck what the Admiral thinks; he can go choke on a dick.
[Her hands ball into fists.]
You don't get anything. I never believed that graduating was brainwashing, but people like you make me think maybe I was wrong about that. This place is fucking awful, and it makes people worse, and you don't even care. You're the fucking child, Steph. Maybe all wardens are shits 'cause we're complicit, but you're extra complicit 'cause you pretend the inmates are the biggest problem. The Admiral brings a bunch of violent dicks up here and tells 'em they can't leave, and sets it up so they feel like they ain't even thought of as people no more, and everybody acts so surprised and offended when those violent dicks get violent? What the fuck do you expect?!
You're not complicit, you're just stupid. You think you can go to war against the Admiral with nothing but wishful thinking. That's why Sylvanas killed you. Everyone knew she was going to do it, the entire goddamned state of Alabama knew she was going to do it, but you thought you could wish your way to a happy ending. Reality check: actions have consequences. You can't handle the innate childishness of a prison riot, you sure as hell can't handle the truth of this place: some people need to be locked up.
You don't even know what I think! You've got it all ass-fucking-backwards. You don't even understand my opinions when I'm shouting them in my own goddamned living room.
You used the word justified; I never did. I used a bunch of words that said I didn't think it was justified, but you ignored 'em, 'cause you wanted to throw a tantrum.
I want to throw a fucking tantrum, trust me, there will be blood. All I'm doing is berating you for being overly-sensitive to the word childish. Ironic, since it fits you so well.
[ Her voice lowers dangerously. She doesn't clench her fists, but she does shift, positioning herself to jump into action. ]
Don't you dare. Don't you dare tell me I don't know about desperation. I swear to God, Tiffany, I will physically throw you out of this cabin, I don't care if I rip your arm out of its socket in the process. You don't get to pretend you have any idea what I went through as an inmate.
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Get over yourself, Tiffany. You're as trapped and powerless as any inmate. You're not special. People aren't withering away without your understanding and approval. No one gives a crap what you think about them. And the Admiral doesn't give a crap about your plans and ideas! You think you can paint the world how you want it to be, but you're just chalk on a sidewalk. A year from now nobody will care that you ever existed.
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[Her hands ball into fists.]
You don't get anything. I never believed that graduating was brainwashing, but people like you make me think maybe I was wrong about that. This place is fucking awful, and it makes people worse, and you don't even care. You're the fucking child, Steph. Maybe all wardens are shits 'cause we're complicit, but you're extra complicit 'cause you pretend the inmates are the biggest problem. The Admiral brings a bunch of violent dicks up here and tells 'em they can't leave, and sets it up so they feel like they ain't even thought of as people no more, and everybody acts so surprised and offended when those violent dicks get violent? What the fuck do you expect?!
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Nobody needs to be locked up like it's done here. Nobody.
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You're too used to being a fucking superhero. Thinking you got the superior morality and you can fix everything by beating people up.
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What, is your entire impression of my life based on Dirty Harry movies?
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Go take Iris's time machine and help other planets catch the criminals they got. It's better than sending most of 'em here.
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Don't you dare. Don't you dare tell me I don't know about desperation. I swear to God, Tiffany, I will physically throw you out of this cabin, I don't care if I rip your arm out of its socket in the process. You don't get to pretend you have any idea what I went through as an inmate.
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We weren't even talking about your fucking experiences. And you fucking don't get to use your shit to tell other people to suck it up.
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