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SOMA | The Meme Dump

JEREMY

You need to regroup. You can’t let this stop you, Levon. Your Soma is brilliant! You can hit back. I can make you a bomb, of course.

LEVON

I don’t want to see them again.

JEREMY

You have access to nitrogen fertilizer, of course? For your farming?

LEVON

No. I can’t. I tap.

JEREMY

This slight will make you look weak! Undermine the progress you’ve made.

Levon crawls halfway out of the bunker and vomits in the grass. He collapses into his own spittal.

JEREMY

Hmm. I shouldn’t have let you sleep.

Levon rolls onto his back and looks up at the sparse stars. The sky is clear this evening.

JEREMY

Do you have a mob surgeon we can call?

LEVON

The frig are you on about Jeremy?

JEREMY

Your criminal syndicate, of course. Do you have a crooked MD to call? Someone on the take that can patch you up for underthetable cash?