Constable George Crabtree (
19centconstable) wrote2011-08-28 02:51 pm
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Case #22: Video
[Someone looks nauseous. (It's George.) He's walking somewhat unsteadily through a hallway.]
Mr. Spinola? If you could just...let me know that you remain unharmed... I'm not sure what it is I might have done to deserve my removal as your warden, but I am...I am sorry.
I...need to locate Mr. Slater.
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I think I may be sick.
[And George is gentlemanly enough to turn the camera away.]
Mr. Spinola? If you could just...let me know that you remain unharmed... I'm not sure what it is I might have done to deserve my removal as your warden, but I am...I am sorry.
I...need to locate Mr. Slater.
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I think I may be sick.
[And George is gentlemanly enough to turn the camera away.]
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You don't like Dr. Caesares?
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No. The asshole tried to take advantage of me when I was in recovery to reveal information about my addiction and to share it with others. I told him to fuck off, in so many words. I don't think he knows much, thankfully, but he knows about my addiction and I don't know who he's told.
Can you bring me some of my stash? I don't want to let the guy into my room.
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He did what? Why didn't you tell me? That's entirely inappropriate and I'm terribly disappointed in him!
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I just barely got out of the infirmary and I didn't think about it. It wasn't exactly a priority for me. Now you know. You can chastise him whenever you want, but remember that I have to be next to him until we figure this thing out.
Is that a yes about my medicine or not?
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Oh, yes, of course. And I'll do that. What did he say exactly?
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Jesus, I don't know. I didn't exactly write down everything he said in my drugged stupor. He said he wanted to put the information in my file and that others needed to know. When I told him no, he said he disagreed with me and was going to do what he felt was right.
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Eddie...is it possible he was simply concerned about medications not mixing well? Because I do feel some concern about that as well.
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And couldn't you examine one and find out what chemicals are in it? You do have a laboratory at your disposal, and I'm sure Mr. Russett would help you.
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Unless you're resigning as my warden.
I might be able to find out what chemicals are in it, but it doesn't matter unless they work together and I can figure out the way that they interact and the effects they have on specific neurons.. and no, I can't figure that out. I don't know that kind of science and nor does Eddie. Someone here might, but I don't want to go handing my drug around to everyone who I think could help and just hope that they don't take any. I have a very limited store and anyone who tries this shit is going to want to try it again.
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Would you want me to resign as your warden? Assuming I become reassigned again?
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What? No. Come on, George. I was giving you shit. You're a good warden.
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Just making sure.
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Don't doubt yourself. It's unbecoming of a gentleman. You're supposed to be confident and secure.
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