You know I'm way too stupid to think that up myself. [Considering some of the deranged arguments they've gotten into before, Sharky is probably well aware that Pratt is emotionally a complete fucking idiot.]

Nah it was this super British guy. Steven. Was talking to me when I was hiding in the laundry room, cuz I was gonna wash this thing. [Tightens his fingers in the jacket that he's still holding because he's not letting it go yet.] And uh... walked in on me yelling. At Jacob. Which.. I know he isn't there. Isn't real. But to me it looks so real, sounds just like him.

Anyway, he said he used to do that himself so.. I dunno. Someone else who hallucinates. Which was.. I don't wanna say nice cuz no one should experience this. But you know, solidarity or something?

[Sharky may be behind him but know that he is getting the 'are you serious right now' cop stare.] Small and harmless huh? Sure. Bet she..

[Record scratch.]

You fucked the faceless woman? Sharky!

[Please he is begging you to have one single standard and let that be: has an actual head.]