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“I don’t eat fooking cornflakes, you bloody dragon’s arse. But if you don’t walk the fook away from me right the fook now, I’m going to drain every drop of blood from your bloody body and then I’m going to stake your sorry-arse carcass out in the garden for the ants and the rats and anything else that wants a shot at you to devour.”
“You’ve saved me, Grace Foster, a million different times in a million different ways. You’ve saved me, even from myself.”

