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Dr. Lovegood: St. Mungo studies we are, we are resuming with session 4-26 name Thomas M. Riddle, test case 412567. Tom? Can you hear me? Tom? Tom, can you hear me?
Thomas M. Riddle: Yeah and I can see you too.
Dr. Lovegood: We're going to continue with...
Thomas M. Riddle: You're hotter than the last one. Whatever happened to that good old Dr. Deborah anyway?
Dr. Lovegood: I'll be asking the questions...
Thomas M. Riddle: Ah that's right, I killed the bitch. Do you have a cigarette?
Dr. Lovegood: You know I don't.
Thomas M. Riddle: Yeah, she didn't have any either.
Dr. Lovegood: Tom, why did you kill...
Thomas M. Riddle: Come to think of it, I don't even know if I smoke. These potions that you puppets pump me with, I don't know Cain and Abel, can we stop with the drugs here, I like them hardy in all...
Dr. Lovegood: After attacking Dr. Deborah...
Thomas M. Riddle: ...just say fucking no!
Dr. Lovegood: Do you remember killing those other people before you were caught? Before you were sent here?
Thomas M. Riddle: The people you wanted me to kill? Or the people I felt should go.
Dr. Lovegood: I read your dossier, I'm fully aware of your expertise in assassination, that was your job and you did it exceptionally, but your targets were selected by the Ministry as immenent dangers, they were evil men, Death Eaters, you must realise that, but to turn on your own employers, the people who trained you.
Thomas M. Riddle: No we're the good guys, right I forgot we're the good clandestine government agency that slivers its way in every facet of Magical Britain life, right, right, ok, got it. You see good and evil are for those wage slaves out there that you can control, but no one controls me.
Dr. Lovegood: So the killing of the Unspeakable, the assassination of the Department Head at the Diagon Alley, the burning of the files, these were acts of vengeful spite, but Tom, why on earth would you kill...
Thomas M. Riddle: Don't you say one more fucking word, Dr. Deborah finished that question she wasn't alive to hear the answer. Look at me like that one more time and I'll rip your face off, bitch.
Dr. Lovegood: You don't scare me Tom, in fact you look pretty pathetic.
Thomas M. Riddle: I feel fucking pathetic. These potions dull my senses, these fucking chains hurt like hell, these fucking walls are all I ever see. I need to be free, I need to get out of here...
Dr. Lovegood: To satisfy more homicidal urges?
Thomas M. Riddle: ...I'm going to be free.
Dr. Lovegood: Tom, why...
Thomas M. Riddle: Dogs bark, snakes crawl, Tom kills, this is a surprise to you ? You fuckers created me. My head is filled with combat training, ways of escape, stealth tactics. I want to think about puppy dogs and fucking football but all I see are six things that can be used to kill you right now.
Dr. Lovegood: Six? Is that all?
Thomas M. Riddle: Sorry, seven, I could pierce your ear drum with the temple of your glasses, rip the pin off your ear rings and shove it in your systemic artery. Wrap that ID pass around your neck and choke the life out of you. Yank your high heels off and gouge out your eyes. Pierce your cephalic vein with that fucking quill your cheap dad bought you for graduation and inject ink into your blood stream or ram that wand into your septum and fuck your brain with your nose bone.
Dr. Lovegood: That's only six, Tom.
Thomas M. Riddle: I really can't mention number seven, not in front of you.
Dr. Lovegood: Before the training, Tom. What can you tell me about your life before the training?
Thomas M. Riddle: I don't have much time for the past.
Dr. Lovegood: Well is there any memory you can share? A first kiss, a special vacation...
Thomas M. Riddle: The only thing that matters is the future, the future is where I'm on the outside, the future is where I don't have to take orders from anyone.
Dr. Lovegood: How does Harry Potter fit into your future, Tom?
Thomas M. Riddle: [laughs] Harry is the only one in here that got fucked harder than me. I showed him that he doesn't have to be scared, that he can be a man; I'm here whenever he needs me.
Dr. Lovegood: [laughs] Okay... he needs you, or do you need him?
Thomas M. Riddle: I think we have come to the end of our little... session, babe.
Dr. Lovegood: I don't believe we have...
Thomas M. Riddle: …and let me ask you a question now, okay? When I broke these chains and strangled the life out of Dr. Deborah did they reinforce these chains so it couldn't happen again?
Dr. Lovegood: Ah...
Thomas M. Riddle: ...or did they just tell you they were reinforced? Because I feel they didn't.
Dr. Lovegood: Stop it Tom, sit down.
Thomas M. Riddle: You'd better call them, right now. Because I see another fucking dead doctor in my future.
Dr. Lovegood: Get back! Get back! Aurors! Aurors! Open the door!
Thomas M. Riddle: [laughs] I'll show you fuckers some fun, come 'ere.