[ It's a relief once again to know that Neal is new to this, that he was once in Kendall's shoes and in the scheme of things it wasn't even really that long ago. If he hadn't been, Kendall doesn't think he would've been half as receptive to anything Neal was saying. And all that aside, it's a relief not to have the focus of the conversation pinpointed on him anymore. ]
I don't know if I'm flattered or offended that that's the part of the trifecta that got your primary attention. [It's amused, though. And it's odd that he can be amused immediately after mentioning Kate's death, even if she's not dead any more. Even if Malcolm fixed that particular tragedy with his deal. It still doesn't feel real.] Supermax, in point of fact, yes. Walked myself out the front door, hotwired a car in the parking lot, and drove it to the airport. Where I pretended to be a valet and stole a better one. ...I needed to talk to someone and they wouldn't come visit.
[COUGH COUGH. He hoists himself to his feet.] Whiskey? Friend of mine has a bottomless bottle that I bum a decanter from every once in a while. It's good.
Forgery of one of the highest-security savings bonds in existence at the time, and the assumption--rightly enough--that I was a substantial flight risk.
[He pours a pair of glasses, a reasonable amount for both of them, and offers one to Kendall on his return to the couch.]
Which didn't help when I actually decided to break out, but the effort was flattering.
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You broke out of prison?
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[COUGH COUGH. He hoists himself to his feet.] Whiskey? Friend of mine has a bottomless bottle that I bum a decanter from every once in a while. It's good.
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[ Kendall drags a hand over his face, and when he emerges from behind his palm he's looking at Neal with a new pair of eyes. ]
Sorry. I mean, you can say no, you don't have to answer. But what the fuck did you do to get in supermax? Was it the bonds thing, or...?
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[He pours a pair of glasses, a reasonable amount for both of them, and offers one to Kendall on his return to the couch.]
Which didn't help when I actually decided to break out, but the effort was flattering.