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[Hey Barge, it's the Ninth Doctor Major West Destro Commissioner Ben Jago. In Iago's clothing. In Iago's room. He's monologuing like nobody's business, turning every so often to address the camera.]
Love. I spoke on love once. About how it could twist a man's soul. About how we would do anything for love. About how I could do anything for love.
Is there love any longer? Real love?
No. All the lovers kill themselves with wanting.
[And now he changes a bit, starting to pace faster.]
Then what are we doing here? I have heard rumours of a prison. A prison ship. And these...hallucinations outside? Are those to be believed? No. No, they're not. This is some plot, isn't it? Some plot to take down Ben Jago. Because of Lulu. Because that bitch spread lies about me. [More pacing.] I LOVED HIM.
John killed himself and Dessie...[He chuckles a bit. He can't help himself.] Well, she did it to herself, didn't she?
[A bit of maniacal laughter.] Doesn't matter now, does it? This dream...or whatever it is...won't last. It won't last at all. [And he cuts off the feed.]
Love. I spoke on love once. About how it could twist a man's soul. About how we would do anything for love. About how I could do anything for love.
Is there love any longer? Real love?
No. All the lovers kill themselves with wanting.
[And now he changes a bit, starting to pace faster.]
Then what are we doing here? I have heard rumours of a prison. A prison ship. And these...hallucinations outside? Are those to be believed? No. No, they're not. This is some plot, isn't it? Some plot to take down Ben Jago. Because of Lulu. Because that bitch spread lies about me. [More pacing.] I LOVED HIM.
John killed himself and Dessie...[He chuckles a bit. He can't help himself.] Well, she did it to herself, didn't she?
[A bit of maniacal laughter.] Doesn't matter now, does it? This dream...or whatever it is...won't last. It won't last at all. [And he cuts off the feed.]
