"Can you hear me, dear?"
"I can hear you, Mama."
"It's getting to be time again."
"Yes, Mama."
"Remember, it's not enough to feel the pain and then the fury. You've got to do something about it. Got to fix them good."
"I understand, Mama."
"He deserves it. Doesn't he?"
"Oh, he deserves it! He surely does deserve it!"
"So?"
"I'll use Tool again."
"What will you do to him?"
"The same as to the others."
"Let's hear you say it."
"Fix him. Shut him up forever."
"Why, child?"
"Because of what he did."
"And what was that?"
"Must I, Mama? Please!"
"You must! You know you must! Now tell me what he did."
"He was unkind."
"Ha!"
"Very unkind!"
"Don't make me laugh."
"Well, he was."
"Of course, he was, you goose. But what did he do? Tell me!"
"Insulted me."
"Is that all?"
"Hurt me."
"Is that really all he did? Come on, child. Spill your guts."
"He harmed me."
"Can't say it, can you?"
"I can say it, Mama. I can say it all right. It hurts me to say it. But I can."
"Then say it, for God's sakes. Say it!"
"What?"
"Humiliated me."
"Don't whimper, child. Say it loud."
"He humiliated me!"
"Yep, that's what he did. So what're you going to do about it?"
"Pay him back."
"How?"
"Use Tool."
"Use Tool to do what?"
"Kill him."
"And?"
"Fix him!"
"And?"
"Shut him up!"
"For how long?"
"Forever."
"Say it again."
"Kill him and fix him and shut him up forever."
"There, that's the ticket. You got it, child. Yeah, you got it now."