PLAZA WORKING CLASS WOMAN - 432
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Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_meeting_done"]
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Empathy: She has though. The husband is totally lost. You should tell her that it's okay.
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Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_empathy_husband_lost"]
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Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
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MAIN HUB
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Jump to: [Real husband hub]
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Real husband hub
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Inland Empire: But he *is*... you can feel it. Or maybe it's something else then!
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Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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Kim Kitsuragi: "For what it's worth -- I agree. But cockatoos can't be stopped when they get like this. It's better to indulge him at this point."
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Untitled hub
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Physical Instrument: Kids are always going missing. Weak, pathetic kids. Always getting themselves killed.
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Working Class Woman: "Some things *are* officer." She nods. Her cheeks are red from the cold.
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Working Class Woman: Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
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Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
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!(Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"])
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Working Class Woman: The wind brings a strand of hair to her rough face. "I have a strange cop offering to find my stupid husband. What a day..."
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You: "Alright, got it, thanks."
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Working Class Woman: "Mhmh." She returns to her book.
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You: "Right, thanks."
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She gives you a short nod and shift..."]
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You: "The fuckupatoo. It's the one who always fucks everything up."
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Working Class Woman: Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
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You: Do I remember?
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Inland Empire: No, you don't. And it's better that way.
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Working Class Woman: "Sorry, officer?" She stares at you in disbelief.
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Half Light: SHE'S LYING, LYING, LYING!
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Working Class Woman: "You both share *what*?" She doesn't understand.
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You: "*Franconigerian hard-body*. Softly round, yet still in shape. Ladies dig it."
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Working Class Woman: "A hug monster? How do these two go hand-in-hand?" She hasn't let go of your embrace yet.
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You: "Well, you're not actually entitled to another person's body. Hugging can be considered a rather monstrous thing to do."
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You: "They don't. I just forced them this way. That's why I am a monster."
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You: "So you don't have a bad husband?"
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Working Class Woman: "No, I don't. I have a good husband, the kind and helpful sort. And he's *not* missing."
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You: "But isn't *that* mysterious?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: "I'd say there's nothing mysterious about incompleteness. It's in fact rather unpleasant."
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Inland Empire: No thoughts to come back to, no scenes to replay.. It feels calm the way deep sleep is supposed to be.
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Working Class Woman: "Khm, officer." A coarse female voice pulls you out of your reverie. "What are you doing?" A swash of water hits the coast behind her figure.
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You: "No, I was talking to myself. I should stop. It's okay."
"No, I was talking to myself. I should hush. I'm a baby."
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Working Class Woman: She tries to concentrate on books, but her eyes are full of bewilderment.
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Working Class Woman: "Nothing. Go read up on them if you're so interested. There's a great book in the bookstore."
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Working Class Woman: CheckItem("book_cockatoo")
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Working Class Woman: She gives you a short nod, before returning to her books.
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Pre-greeting hub
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You: "Have a good day." [Leave.]
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You: "Shouldn't a working class woman be working?"
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You: "What are you doing?"
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Working Class Woman: "Annette's a sweet sprout, but she doesn't know anything about marriage. Why am I even talking about this..."
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You: "Suit yourself then. I don't really care if your husband is missing."
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Working Class Woman: "Why are we still talking about this? I haven't lost my husband."
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Working Class Woman: "My youngest girl, Jolie, is just shy of sixteen. Jennie, she is turning eighteen next month. But we shouldn't even be talking about them!"
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You: "And can you describe me their appearance? Any features that stand out, something to make identifying a little easier?"
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You: "I *know* you're lying, please just give me a cigarette."
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Working Class Woman: "No, I'm not lying. Why should I lie?" A pause. "Please go to the Frittte kiosk."
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Hug hub
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You: "I had the strangest... I'm not even sure."
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You: Keep your eyes closed for a brief longer.
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You: "I am fighting for the working class."
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You: "Hey, I hug whomever I please! I'm a hug monster."
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You: Let go.
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Working Class Woman: She steps back and returns her attention to books, pretending this hug didn't happen.
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You: Silence your thoughts. I don't want to answer anything.
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Inland Empire: You focus on the hug and for a moment everything feels serene. You hear her heart beating -- or perhaps it's your own.
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Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_something_begged_to_open_eyes"]
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You: "Well, I found him nevertheless. I'm that good."
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Working Class Woman: "Very well, then. Where is he?" She's getting impatient, her hands now picking on a random book cover.
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Inland Empire: You're wrong there. Incompleteness is the essence of mystery.
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You: "Well, I still want one. I want a missing person's case!"
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You: "Okay, I don't want it. Let's move on." (Don't take the case.)
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You: [Leave.]
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You: "It's for the investigation. I'm trying to be professional."
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Working Class Woman: "There is no *investigation* here, I can tell you that!" She picks up a book and tries to concentrate. A flock of seabirds passes by.
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You: "No, I'm the funeral cockatoo."
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Working Class Woman: "The what now?!"
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Working Class Woman: "And I specifically added that I didn't *need* to know where he was."
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You: "Well, I found him nevertheless. I'm Dick Mullen."
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You: [Leave.]
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Working Class Woman: "What with?" She tries hard to focus on the book stand.
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Reaction Speed: What *with*? A lot of things! For example, people tend to go *missing*.
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Inland Empire: I wonder how long has it been since you last hugged someone?
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You: Muscles, I said muscles! I want manly-manly muscles.
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You: No, please. I don't really want to remember.
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Working Class Woman: "No, no!" Her eyes widen at your misunderstanding. "He is definitely not a cop. I meant that he's a little chubby, that's all."
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Physical Instrument: Wait! Did she just imply that you're *fat*? You're not fat! The body type she's referring to is called a *Franconigerian hard-body*.
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Working Class Woman: "You're right, we do smoke worse than chimneys here."
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You: "Just give me a cigarette please."
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You: "Your hands look like they belong to a heavy smoker."
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Working Class Woman: "It's not like yours look much better," she says while eyeing yours.
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Working Class Woman: "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still searching for a book, her eyes wandering over the colourful grid of softcovers.
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Empathy: She doesn't mean to be antagonistic, but she can't help coming off defensive.
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You: "She isn't just some 'kid off the street'. She seems very mature for her age."
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You: "Those were her words, not mine. I'm merely asking."
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She gives you a short nod and shift..."]
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Working Class Woman: She gives you a short nod and shifts her attention back to books.
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Empathy: She's getting upset. Her voice has risen, as she tries to convince herself that her daughters are safe.
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Working Class Woman: "They're almost grown up now anyway. They're past the age they need me protecting them from everything now."
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You: "I wasn't thinking much, maybe like a few cents or so?"
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Working Class Woman: "No, sorry," she puts her hands into her coat pockets, as if cold from wind. "I don't have anything to spare."
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You: "You're right, I should find myself a *capitalist*!"
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Working Class Woman: "Mhmh. Exactly. Go ask for an investment." Her words are clipped, but not unamused. Her eyes turn back to the book stand.
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You: "So your *money* is *missing*?"
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Working Class Woman: "No! No-no-no. I'm not missing my money. End of story." She returns her attention back to the book stand.
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Working Class Woman: "Right, uh..." She pats you on your back, before gently letting go.
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Working Class Woman: "Great." She turns her attention back to the bookstand.
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You: "Just one more question: what did you mean by me being a cockatoo?"
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You: "Great. Got it."
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You: "Good, good." (Nod.)
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Working Class Woman: "It is."
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You: "Not at all! The RCM is ready to chase down every goofball in town. We care about you!"
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She sighs, but you can detect a sli..."]
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Or they don't -- and you'll never find them," he adds with a flash of teeth.
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hubert hubert
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Working Class Woman: "Well, what can you do... I hope that at least that extra lining helps him keep warm at night. I wouldn't like him to catch cold."
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Empathy: She's thinking about him out in the cold -- in some park or on the coast -- and it's making her more and more worried.
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Missing husb hub
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You: "This little girl over there told me you have a bad husband."
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You: "So where could he be?"
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You: "Okay, thanks."
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You: "Let's talk about your husband again."
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Working Class Woman: "Right. What about him?" Her face becomes anxious again.
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Untitled hub
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You: "There." (Point to the working class drunk down near the sea.)
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You: "Right around the corner. He has pissed himself."
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You: "Our hammer toting comrade was at the bottom of those stairs."
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Authority: This citizen thinks she can do without your assistance? Don't buy it. They all need help.
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Physical Instrument: Help her by... carrying things? Uhm... maybe she needs a weightlifter? Maybe she needs you to *fight* her husband? No, that's not it...
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Reaction Speed: Hah! Blam! Knew it.
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You: "But didn't you say your husband was kind and helpful?"
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You: "So is he missing as well?"
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You: "But you told me your husband's all right."
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: ""I know you are.""]
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Working Class Woman: "I know you are."
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You: "Maybe your children are missing?"
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Working Class Woman: "No. Absolutely not." Her words come out quick as gunshots.
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You: "Good then."
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Working Class Woman: "Mhm." She reverts her attention to the soggy books on the book stand.
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You: Intimacy? It's a catastrophe waiting in the wings.
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You: "So what I'm hearing is: you don't really *know* where your husband is."
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Working Class Woman: "Yes, but..." She looks around and takes a deep breath, a little annoyed. "I don't really need to know where my husband is. Not all the time."
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You: "Do we have a problem with *disco*?"
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Working Class Woman: "No, no..." she backs off, "my relationship with disco remains irrefutably healthy."
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You: "Okay, thanks, no problem." (Move on.)
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Working Class Woman: She sighs.
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Working Class Woman: "Excuse me, a *bad husband?*" Her back straightens. "What do you mean?"
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You: "Not a nice and helpful sort."
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Police hub
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You: "Do you need the help of a policeman?"
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You: [Leave.]
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You: "They are at home, right? Smoking cigarettes."
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Working Class Woman: "What? That's just -- my daughters are perfectly *fine*. They're with their friends down in Jamrock! There's *nothing* to worry about."
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You: Take a look at your hands.
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Perception (Sight): She is right -- your hands look even worse than hers, with tiny cuts and gushes covering your skin like a spiderweb. Your fingertips have become an ugly shade of brown.
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Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
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Rhetoric: Remember, about that *what* -- never-ever say *what*.
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You: "I'm not saying 'what'."
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You: "What?"
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You: "Something bad I guess? I'm sorry, I say stupid things sometimes, I didn't mean to annoy."
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You: "Yes, I make disco become a police thing -- and you have just insulted my style."
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Working Class Woman: "Oh, no! That's not what I meant!" She takes a step back.
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Working Class Woman: "Money?" She looks up to you, a confused smile crossing her lips. "Does the working class ever have any money?"
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Visual Calculus: She starts coughing. It's definitely a smoker's cough.
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You: "Sad. I'll bum somebody else then."
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Working Class Woman: "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still browsing books.
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Jump to: [Real husband hub]
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Logic: Gone for around 36 hours then? Damn, this *is* a missing persons case.
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Working Class Woman: She turns away from you in an attempt to recover.
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Working Class Woman: Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
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Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
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!(Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"])
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Working Class Woman: The woman before you nods and returns to her reading.
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You: "I think I got it, thanks." (Proceed.)
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Working Class Woman: Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
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You: "You were right that I'm a cockatoo."
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You: "Maybe your *cockatoo* is missing?"
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You: "That's all for the moment. I'll let you read." [Leave.]
"Thanks. I'll get going then." [Leave.]
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You: "Protect and serve, madam! I found your husband."
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You: "Do you smoke?"
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You: Watch her browse books.
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You: Give her a hug.
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You: "Maybe your husband is missing?"
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You: "Do you have any money?"
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You: "Okay. So where are they?"
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You: "Right -- we're dealing with a cop."
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Working Class Woman: "You had the strangest what?" She hasn't let go of your embrace.
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You: "I don't want to talk about it."
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You: "A strangest conversation. Something went wrong in my head."
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You: "A glitch of a sort, I think. Inside my mind."
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You: "It's the kind of place where everyone does."
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You: "Just gimme your cigarettes, okay? Don't lie."
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greeting hub
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You: "I'm a policeman."
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You: "Phenomenal."
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Working Class Woman: "Is she now?" She dries her hands in the apron underneath her coat. Her eyes narrow.
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Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_reached_main_hub"]
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Variable["plaza.working_reached_main_hub"]
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Working Class Woman: "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still browsing books.
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Working Class Woman: "I already told you -- I don't have any. Go bother someone else."
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Half Light: You'd lie too, wouldn't you? You'd lie and steal and cheat! Ask her again, squeeze the truth out of her. Keep pressing. Ask, ask, *ask*!
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Jump to: [Smokes hub]
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Working Class Woman: "You were right. I do have an alcoholic husband. Although not that one."
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Working Class Woman: "Excuse me?"
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Working Class Woman: "No, he's not. Or maybe he is, I don't know. He's probably in the park, or in Jamrock somewhere. Drinking with his *friends*." She looks away.
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Working Class Woman: "I haven't seen him for... Well, to hell with him!" She has completely forgotten about her books, staring blank into the distance instead.
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Rhetoric: It's a trap. Never ever say *what*.
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You: "What?"
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You: "Alright, cockatoo not missing. I just wanted to make sure."
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You: "Is that "Loos, Radio City" you're reading?"
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Working Class Woman: "Yes, a sci-fi," she says without reverting her attention from the book.
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Working Class Woman: "Alright, go ahead. Do you have any questions?"
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Untitled hub (03)
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You: "Wow, ma'am! Do we have a *problem* here?"
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You: "Why did you say that your husband resembles me then?"
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Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
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Electrochemistry: Did someone say... party? You could use a party. Hunt it down!
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justincase hub
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Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
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Working Class Woman: "Why do you need to know this? Haven't I repeatedly told you that they are not missing? That they're in Jamrock, safe and well, at some stupid party."
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Working Class Woman: "A 'killer' party? What is it with you and *pulp* staples? My god. Please, no more talk about my daughters. They are fine!" She picks up a book and tries to concentrate. A flock of seabirds passes by.
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Logic: Okay. It must be asked then -- what *are* you doing here? Why are you pursuing this? Is it a *hunch*?
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Working Class Woman: "Report what? He's just out, drinking with his friends... I'm sure the police has better things to do than to chase down local goofballs."
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Untitled hub (02)
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Working Class Woman: "I don't mean to disrespect, sir, but *you* are being a bit of a cockatoo here."
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Working Class Woman: "Me?" She looks up briefly. "No one, I'm just a working class woman."
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Empathy: She doesn't really want to be disturbed that much...
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Working Class Woman: Variable["reputation.the_law"] >=2
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You: "You're right, let's not talk about your daughters. I don't know what got into me."
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She gives you a short nod and shift..."]
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You: "The bang-bang cockatoo. It's the most common one."
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Working Class Woman: The woman looks baffled by your personal revelation. "You truly are one *strange* cop, aren't you?" she says, slowly shaking her head.
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Half Light: She's lying. She's god damn lying, she has smokes!
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Working Class Woman: "No, you don't." She puts her hands into her coat pockets.
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Rhetoric: Another comrade! Years of labour are pressing down on her shoulders. She deserves a hug -- for all the work she's done for mankind.
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Working Class Woman: Variable["TASK.find_smokes"]
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Inland Empire: Okay! Maybe it's something else then.
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Sub hub
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You: "Right, got it, thanks."
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You: "I know where they are. At the disco, dancing nasty."
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Visual Calculus: These are the hands on someone who's smoked for at least twenty years, as evidenced by the discolouration of fingers. Marks on your skin may point to past quarrels.
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Working Class Woman: "Right, 'cause working class women come with alcoholic husbands." She glances over your shoulder towards the drunk. "You know what?"
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You: "It's okay."
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Working Class Woman: "What?"
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Inland Empire: Maybe you should... What if the cockatoo is your *astral captain*? Or your *heraldic bird*?
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Untitled hub
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Meeting hub
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You: "Hello." (No ceremonies. Just hello.)
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You: [Leave her be.]
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You: "A good one?" (Point at the book.)
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She gives you a short nod and shift..."]
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Half Light: What is this *doubt* you have then? Something *has* happened here.
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You: "Maybe you're right. Maybe they aren't missing after all. Tell me something else..."
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You: "I'm afraid the danger is now greater than ever. Tell me, how old are they?"
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Working Class Woman: "I will. Of course, officer. As I said, it's probably nothing." The woman takes the slip of paper. It's a phone number.
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Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
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Working Class Woman: "It's okay. We all feel out of sorts at times." She starts patting your back. "There you go, officer."
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Working Class Woman: "Excuse me?!" She blinks. "I don't follow."
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You: "It's all right to not know where your husband is. Nothing shameful in that."
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You: It all comes together now. I was built to be close with other beings.
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You: "Wouldn't you like to?"
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Working Class Woman: "No." She looks you straight into the eye. Her right foot is tapping nervously.
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Working Class Woman: "Do *police men* just go around repeating what some kid off the street said?"
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You: "One hug at a time."
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Working Class Woman: "Oh..." There's a strange sensation as the woman strengthens her grip -- she's hugging you back.
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Perception (Hearing): You were eavesdropping on your subconsciousness.
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Jump to: [Hug hub]
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You: PLEASE OPEN YOUR EYES!
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Inland Empire: I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN! STOP CALLING ME! GET LOST FROM MY LIFE, YOU RUINED IT!
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You: "It's still happening. I'm in delirium."
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Working Class Woman: "I'm sorry, I don't really understand what you're talking about." She lets go of your hug.
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Jump to: [Real husband hub]
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Working Class Woman: "Hmm-hmm-hmm..." She's still mumbling to herself, now reading another paperback.
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Working Class Woman: "Please, let's do."
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Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
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You: "What do you mean by that?"
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Working Class Woman: "Well, he's... slightly chubby."
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Working Class Woman: The working class woman doesn't say anything, her eyes still fixed on something invisible in the distance. Some seagulls fly over her head.
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You: "Well, if that jacket is really *that cool*, then I can totally understand..."
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Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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!(IsKimHere())
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Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant sighs.
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Working Class Woman: "Wonderful."
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Empathy: There. She's worried now.
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take the case hub
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Volition: She tries to maintain a brave front, even though her eyes reveal the opposite.
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Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
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Jump to: [Working Class Woman: ""What with?" She tries hard to focu..."]
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You: "I'm a policeman."
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Working Class Woman: "Are you a police man or a nanny?" She's definitely disturbed by now.
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You: "I police whatever I want. Where are they?"
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You: "Nanny. Where are they?"
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Working Class Woman: "God damn it, I already told you -- my husband isn't missing!" She crosses her arms.
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You: "But you said you didn't know where he was."
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Working Class Woman: "Hello." She nods, her attention fully focused on reading.
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You: "Who are you?"
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Working Class Woman: "Not all the time. Right now I'm browsing books." She pauses. "Even a working class woman needs something to read."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "Everyone can see that. The rectangles." He points to his sleeve.
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Working Class Woman: "Oh, thank god, no!" She nearly begins to laugh. "It hasn't come down to *this* yet."
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Working Class Woman: CheckEquipped("pants_bellbottom")
183->466
184->12
185
You: "Do you know where I could get a new pack?"
412
Working Class Woman: "From the kiosk? There's one near the harbour, it's a Frittte. You can look it up."
185->412
186
Kim Kitsuragi: "All right then..." He sighs. "He has *questions* now."
465
Working Class Woman: "What kind of questions?"
186->465
498
Smokes hub
187->498
188
Working Class Woman: "Because we talked about this. We talked about not wandering off again!" She scoffs. "I don't know what to do! I honestly don't know what to do with his addiction... It just makes me feel weak."
188->89
189
Working Class Woman: "What does anything I said have to do with police? Or is *Police* some kind of disco phenomenon as well?"
189->84
454
You: "No. But I am an officer of the law and you have just insulted my work uniform."
189->454
190->171
191
Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
191->94
192->191
193
You: But I *need* to remember.
352
Inland Empire: OH MY GOD, WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME? STOP CALLING ME! ARE YOU DRUNK AGAIN?
193->352
194->94
220
Working Class Woman: "I did and he is." She takes a step back. "He's also an alcoholic."
195->220
196->94
198
IsKimHere()
197->198
199
!(IsKimHere())
197->199
396
Kim Kitsuragi: "This was a tremendously useful interlude."
198->396
200
Untitled hub
200->175
256
You: [Leave.]
200->256
201
Jump to: [Working Class Woman: ""Well, he's... slightly chubby.""]
201->223
405
Working Class Woman: "Hmh?" She adjusts her scarf, cheeks rough and ruddy from the wind.
202->405
203
Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
203->94
280
Untitled hub (04)
204->280
205
Working Class Woman: "I even tried throwing it away once, but he just dug it out of the bin. Can you believe it?" She looks back at you, shaking her head.
205->165
469
You: "He *took it out of the bin*? Wow. That's filthy."
205->469
406
Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
206->406
207
You: "No, I'm the bang-bang cockatoo."
207->333
208->125
358
Working Class Woman: "I don't know, at home now? Out drinking with his friends? Working?"
209->358
210
Working Class Woman: "My husband? No, he's not."
210->64
211->39
211->179
211->254
486
Working Class Woman: "What problem?"
212->486
213->2
214
Working Class Woman: "Who said anything about shame? Stop talking down to me." She puts her foot down. "My husband is not missing."
214->5
215
Working Class Woman: "Yesterday morning. He went to the library." Her eyes become cold with recollection. "He went to retrieve my book and he promised, he *promised* he'd walk straight back home."
215->188
216
You: "Why not?"
413
Kim Kitsuragi: "Because people either show up on their own or you'll never find them," he says with a flash of teeth.
216->413
217
Kim Kitsuragi: "Great, let's do it."
217->164
494
You: What *do* I remember?
218->494
510
You: Well, if you say it's better...
218->510
219
Working Class Woman: "No, I don't."
219->15
336
You: "I know for a fact that you smoke."
219->336
220->250
321
Working Class Woman: "Even if I had, it wouldn't be missing."
221->321
222
You: "Honestly, I just think missing persons cases are mysterious."
495
Kim Kitsuragi: "They're not all they're cracked up to be, officer."
222->495
223->204
224
Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_half_light_disco_pants"]
225
Variable["plaza.working_half_light_disco_pants"]
224->225
226
!(Variable["plaza.working_half_light_disco_pants"])
224->226
433
Rhetoric: Technically speaking, your trousers could be considered part of your work gear. This means she has insulted *the police*.
225->433
226->115
227->397
228
Savoir Faire: No, they're at a disco. Getting down. Stupid disco dancing teenagers.
281
Where kids are hub
228->281
402
Jump to: [MAIN HUB]
229->402
231
Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
230->231
232
!(Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"])
230->232
355
Working Class Woman: "No, you're not. Don't think that..." she says, slowly shaking her head. The wind brings a strand of hair to her rough face. "You're the cockatoo who offered to find my stupid husband. Let's leave it at that."
231->355
377
Working Class Woman: "No, you're not. Don't think that way..." she says, slowly shaking her head. The wind brings a strand of hair to her rough face. "You're just a regular talkative cockatoo and let's leave it at that, okay?"
232->377
233->118
234->126
235
You: "I'm not *chubby* and neither is your husband. What you meant to say is that we both share a *Franconigerian hard-body*."
235->20
236
You: "Like a late-stage alcoholic then."
482
Working Class Woman: "That's one way to put it, yes. No offence. I'd also add that he's a little bit chubby."
236->482
237->81
237->107
238->103
239
Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_reached_police"]
240
Variable["plaza.working_reached_police"]
239->240
241
!(Variable["plaza.working_reached_police"])
239->241
240->104
457
Working Class Woman: She's still browsing books.
241->457
242
Working Class Woman: "I guess it's better than nothing. Keep fighting on, my fellow comrade." Then she breaks up the hug, her cheeks flushed.
431
Working Class Woman: "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
242->431
243->23
243->268
243->269
244->135
245->38
246
You: Keep them closed.
246->156
247
Conceptualization: Today the makeshift consolations: the shared cigarette, the masculine jokes. Today the embrace before hurting.
247->157
271
You: "Something begged me to open my eyes. It was scary."
247->271
505
You: "Thanks. I feel better already."
247->505
248
Working Class Woman: "Yes. Right." A wave of despair sweeps over her face. "He wasn't missing anyway," she tries to say while struggling to maintain a courageous front, "I'm sure he'll be home."
378
Empathy: It is clear from her voice that she is shattered.
248->378
249->45
249->234
250->111
251->59
252
You: "You're being sarcastic. Let's talk about something else." (Move on.)
252->162
253
You: Let it form.
410
Inland Empire: So tell me, how does it feel -- to be close to someone, skin to skin?
253->410
254->452
255
Composure: Who cares about the cold when you have your *cool jacket* to wear? You can completely sympathize.
255->205
257->150
258->180
260->102
261->247
262
You: "So let me guess... he's *disco*?"
262->183
263
You: "The Major Majestic cockatoo. It's the most impressive one."
263->184
264->151
265
Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_greeting_done"]
266
Variable["plaza.working_greeting_done"]
265->266
267
!(Variable["plaza.working_greeting_done"])
265->267
266->239
267->87
268->186
269->217
270
Working Class Woman: "I can't give you what I don't have." She turns away from you, focusing on the books again.
270->167
271->313
272
Working Class Woman: You step in and close your arms around this foreign body, wandering astray in touch. There's a small movement beneath your hands, as you shut your eyes. Then a tiny voice breaks out and asks:
460
Working Class Woman: "What is happening?"
272->460
273
You: What the fuck was that?
273->352
274
Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
275
IsKimHere()
274->275
276
!(IsKimHere())
274->276
275->182
276->79
277->249
299
Logic: If she's such a *working class* woman, why isn't she working?
278->299
279
Half Light: Hold on! Did she just laugh at disco? You're not going to leave it there, are you?
279->115
280->235
485
You: "I see. What else?"
280->485
281->80
281->134
334
You: "What if something awful has happened... what if they're in the sewers."
281->334
455
You: "Okay, great. Just making sure."
281->455
282
You: Keep hugging her.
424
Working Class Woman: The situation is oddly intimate -- your cheek is pressed against her shoulder, her hand is trapped between your chest. Five seconds pass and their passing seems so unimaginably long. Then she coughs and says again:
282->424
283
Working Class Woman: "Uh... what are you doing, officer?"
487
Inland Empire: Less talk, more feeling. Keep your eyes closed, soak in the closeness. See what the feeling entails.
283->487
284
You: "Yes, I will bring him back home to you." (Take the case.)
418
Working Class Woman: "Thank you!" You sense gratitude in her voice. "Please, do... Even though I'm sure he will return home by himself. I'm still sure of that."
284->418
285->170
286->93
329
You: "What does your husband look like?"
286->329
456
You: "When did you last see him?"
286->456
287->176
288
Working Class Woman: She seems to be confused. Your hands are wrapped around her polyester coat. The fabric feels cold, moist from the sea nearby.
288->36
288->282
289
Working Class Woman: "Fighting for it how?" She hasn't let go of your embrace yet.
289->152
338
You: "A hug a day keeps the bourgeoisie away."
289->338
492
You: "Hug-by-hug."
289->492
440
Working Class Woman: "Can I give you some friendly advice, mister policeman? Don't listen to kids."
290->440
291->108
292->318
293->57
293->509
294->61
294->222
365
You: "You're right, unfortunately our forces are limited. I'm sure he'll return on his own." (Don't take the case.)
294->365
296
Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"]
295->296
297
!(Variable["TASK.find_working_class_husband"])
295->297
296->29
408
Working Class Woman: "So you *are* going to look for him?"
297->408
298
Working Class Woman: "Hmm-hmm-hmm." You see a sturdy woman humming to herself. She seems to be browsing books.
448
Perception (Hearing): "The ship takes off like a silvery mosquito... unfolding its rotor blade arms..." She mumbles reading. Then puts down the softcover.
298->448
299->30
300
Empathy: He's totally missing.
497
Jump to: [Missing husb hub]
300->497
301
Inland Empire: DON'T COME BACK HERE!
301->193
301->273
441
You: Open your eyes!
301->441
302->220
303
Empathy: She doesn't want you to be the fuckupatoo.
303->194
304->6
305->99
306
Working Class Woman: "Police? I don't follow." She narrows her eyes, trying to understand.
306->189
423
Working Class Woman: "What I was trying to say before is that he's a little bit chubby, that's all. I didn't mean anything offensive!"
307->423
499
Inland Empire: The feeling continues. Warm and comfy on the cold shoreline. You hear a question rising to the surface, trying to break the sensation.
308->499
309
i wan bcm ur hubby
309->73
309->149
459
You: It's good, but I'd prefer a man. A solid muscularity would support me better.
309->459
311
Variable["TASK.find_smokes"]
310->311
312
!(Variable["TASK.find_smokes"])
310->312
383
Electrochemistry: An array of neurons fires up with joy. Bum her a cigarette -- lest it turn to pain.
311->383
312->203
372
Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
313->372
314->261
315->33
316->219
364
You: "I went and read up on them, just like you said. And I even decided on what kind of a cockatoo I am. Want to know?"
317->364
318->69
320
Working Class Woman: "I don't even have a cockatoo. And guess what?"
320->112
321->251
322->208
323
You: "Kim, is it just me or do we have a missing person's case here?"
327
Kim Kitsuragi: "I wouldn't be so sure," he replies, before turning to face the working class woman.
323->327
324
You: "Don't worry, I'm going to find him and bring him back home, promise."
513
Working Class Woman: She sighs, but you can detect a slight hint of gratitude and relief from her face.
324->513
325
Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She just nods, still staring into t..."]
422
Working Class Woman: She just nods, still staring into the distance. Some seagulls fly over her head.
325->422
391
You: "What do you mean I'm being a cockatoo?"
326->391
392
You: "Ma'am, I was asking about your cockatoo. Is it missing?"
326->392
428
Kim Kitsuragi: "Ma'am, just to be completely clear -- do you want to report it to the police?"
327->428
328
Working Class Woman: "Honestly, not that different from you." She eyes you from head to toe.
328->98
328->163
328->236
328->262
329->328
331
Variable["reputation.the_law"] >=2
330->331
332
!(Variable["reputation.the_law"] >=2)
330->332
331->274
332->79
333->17
333->128
333->263
435
You: "The funeral cockatoo. It's the most depressing one."
333->435
334->141
335
Working Class Woman: "They're not missing, sir."
400
Electrochemistry: You know where they are. They're at home. *Smoking*. Giving the ladder of vices a chance.
335->400
488
Working Class Woman: "Why do you think that I smoke?" She looks up, slightly startled.
336->488
337->335
338->379
339->187
341
Variable["plaza.working_meeting_done"]
340->341
342
!(Variable["plaza.working_meeting_done"])
340->342
343
Working Class Woman: Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"]
341->343
342->298
344
Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"]
343->344
345
!(Variable["plaza.working_pre_greeting_done"])
343->345
344->265
345->160
347
CheckItem("book_cockatoo")
346->347
348
!(CheckItem("book_cockatoo"))
346->348
462
Inland Empire: Maybe you should check that cockatoo book again... What if the cockatoo is your *heraldic bird*?
347->462
348->138
394
Working Class Woman: "Yes, hello." She nods, her attention fully focused on reading.
349->394
350
Working Class Woman: "It's his *cool jacket*. God knows it's too cold to run around in this, but he refuses to change."
350->255
351
Working Class Woman: "Looking for something to read." She reverts her attention to a worn out paperback.
351->102
352->154
352->246
353
Suggestion: She genuinely wants you to, now. Don't make her ask.
353->284
477
You: "Sorry, we've got our hands full at the moment. Maybe some time later." (Don't take the case.)
353->477
354->68
355->303
356->431
357
You: "No, I'm the fuckupatoo."
357->333
470
Working Class Woman: IsKimHere()
358->470
500
Working Class Woman: "Mhm. You're welcome." She reverts her attention back to the book stand.
359->500
360
Half Light: Hold on! Did she just laugh at your disco pants? You're not going to leave it there, are you?
360->224
361
Working Class Woman: "I'm not sure about the rest, but softly round sounds about right. He's not in great shape." She stops to think.
511
Working Class Woman: "What else... He was wearing a dark brown leather jacket with a bright blue inner lining. The lining is hand-sewn, I made it myself." She sighs, her voice slightly quivering when she adds:
361->511
362->300
363->41
411
Working Class Woman: "I don't know, the most talkative one?" She's ready to put that question aside.
364->411
365->325
366->351
368
Variable["plaza.working_empathy_husband_lost"]
367->368
369
!(Variable["plaza.working_empathy_husband_lost"])
367->369
386
Empathy hub
368->386
375
Logic: It's gotta be something else then. Why else would you be asking her if it wasn't?
369->375
370
You: "Just one, I beg you. Just one. GIVE ME THE DAMN CIGARETTE, MA'AM!"
370->270
371->119
373
IsKimHere()
372->373
374
!(IsKimHere())
372->374
416
Kim Kitsuragi: The lieutenant looks worried. "We can take a break if you're feeling unwell," he says to you under his breath.
373->416
374->431
375->10
376
You: "Forget it. It's too personal."
376->11
377->303
378->425
379->242
380->229
381->42
381->127
407
You: "I could do with a party.. A *killer* party, not a lame-o one!"
381->407
382
Working Class Woman: "Mhm, I see. Thanks." She tries to read again.
382->3
383->203
384
Working Class Woman: Her hands move over the book covers. The tips of her fingers look rough, stained with yellow. It seems like she has spent a lot of time at work, smoking.
436
Working Class Woman: IsTHCPresent("communist")
384->436
385->40
386->137
409
You: "Hush, baby."
386->409
474
You: Let go.
386->474
387->191
388
Jump to: [Working Class Woman: "She gives you a short nod and shift..."]
388->397
389
You: "That cough you had. It's a smoker's cough."
390
Working Class Woman: Her eyes shimmer over yours. "You're a keen observer," she remarks.
389->390
390->107
391->26
392->320
393->252
463
You: "Actually, that's exactly what I'm going to do, thanks for the tip." (Get task.)
393->463
394->208
395->201
397->94
398
You: "Maybe you´re right. Maybe he isn't missing indeed."
399
Working Class Woman: "Of course he's not. It's not like he's a pocket watch. I wouldn't just lose him."
398->399
399->2
514
Inland Empire: What if something horrible has happened? What if they're dead. That's the bad vibe you got before.
400->514
401->397
402->94
403->498
404->194
405->144
406->94
407->121
408->353
409->148
410->309
411->43
411->207
411->357
411->376
430
You: "No, I'm the Major Majestic cockatoo."
411->430
412->187
413->243
414->361
416->431
417
Inland Empire: Nothing.
417->301
418->173
419->4
420
Working Class Woman: "Wonderful. The store is open."
420->196
421
You: "Okay, I get it. They're kinda boring, right? Because eventually everyone returns home on their own."
421->62
422->27
423->204
424->283
426
IsKimHere()
425->426
427
!(IsKimHere())
425->427
446
Kim Kitsuragi: "I'm sure he will too. When he does, would you let Precinct 57 -- Kim Kitsuragi -- know." He gives her a slip of paper.
426->446
427->116
428->122
429->384
430->333
431->82
432
You: "Do we have a problem with *police*?"
432->306
433->115
434->423
435->184
437
IsTHCPresent("communist")
436->437
438
!(IsTHCPresent("communist"))
436->438
437->131
438->310
439->272
440->22
441->38
442
You: "I found a working class drunk and I thought he might be yours."
442->136
444
Variable["plaza.working_something_begged_to_open_eyes"]
443->444
445
!(Variable["plaza.working_something_begged_to_open_eyes"])
443->445
444->153
445->476
446->143
447
You: "Well, if he's with his *friends*, then he's not really missing. No need for the police to get involved." (Don't take the case.)
447->422
448->139
449->335
450->38
451->483
452->67
453->210
454->307
455->382
456->215
457->200
458->47
459->47
460->288
461->318
462->393
463->420
464->513
465->286
467
CheckEquipped("pants_bellbottom")
466->467
468
!(CheckEquipped("pants_bellbottom"))
466->468
467->360
468->279
469->63
471
IsKimHere()
470->471
472
!(IsKimHere())
470->472
473
Kim Kitsuragi: "Where is this going, officer?"
471->473
472->133
473->133
474->53
475->142
476->35
477->248
478->483
479->94
480->65
481
Working Class Woman: "Good." She lets go of your hug.
481->431
482->204
507
Empathy: There's something else hiding in her voice though -- a trace of worry.
483->507
484->289
485->511
486->75
486->432
487->35
488->50
488->100
488->389
489
You: "I suspect I may possess supra-natural abilities."
488->489
489->130
490->32
490->398
491
You: "I can totally help you find your missing husband."
490->491
491->213
492->379
493->286
494->417
496
Logic: He's right. Missing person cases most often involve runaway teenagers or demented old people. The victims usually turn up by themselves after a day or two spent missing. There's not much searching to do.
495->496
496->216
496->421
497->64
498->34
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498->185
498->370
499->37
499->253
500->178
501->21
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504->94
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509->388
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511->350
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513->114
514->228