Balthazar is investigating the disappearance of Sister Rose’s dead
Start: The next time I take you into custody, Norca, I won’t slap you on the wrist. No, the next time, Norca, I’m gonna send your a#@ to Bellevue--And when you get to Bellevue, you gonna bug out, Norca! You gonna hit somebody, or wild out somehow, and they gonna start medicating your a#@.
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End: The institutionalized face? The “no more brain, smells like a three-year-old” face? The “I’ve been downgraded from a human to a mammal” face? No more Nasty Norca, you’re gonna be a mammal!
Guirgis, Stephen Adly, Our Lady of 121st Street, Dramatists Play Service Inc., 2004, Act 1, Scene 4.
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