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* brighton rock prompts

brighton rock is a novel by graham greene. tw: suicide, murder, death. 

‘ it broke my heart. ’

‘ you think about it and you dream about it. ’

‘ this is my home. ’

‘ go on. eat.’

‘ give me a gun. ’

‘ take it or leave it. ’

‘ chocolates? ’

‘ help yourself, kid, if you’re hungry. ’ 

‘ meaning who? ’ 

‘ i’m all right. hungry. that’s all.’

‘ have you seen a doctor? ’

‘ you’re sick. ’

‘ i’ve got a headache. ’

‘ why don’t you leave me alone? ’

‘ i’m scared for you. ’

‘ we can talk there. ’

‘ i’m not sick. ’ 

‘ you call it being alone? ’

‘ why did they do it? ’

‘ i wish i’d killed myself. ’

‘ you want to lie down a bit and rest. ’

‘ wherever you go, i’ll go too. ’

‘ and if i don’t want to live… ’ 

‘ nobody asked questions. ’

‘ and how do you live now? ’

‘ that’s murder, too. ’   

‘ you look awful. ’  

‘ i want to lie down alone. ’  

‘ do they have sundaes? ’ 

‘ i know a good place. ’ 

‘ you better be. ’

‘ well, we’ll be safe now. ’ 

‘ mind if i sit down? ’        

‘ you wrote it, didn’t you. ’

‘ got a friend? ’

‘ you’ve got guts, haven’t you? ’ 

‘ give me time. ’

‘ why should that poor kid want to die? ’   

‘ you don’t want to leave me, do you? ’

‘ it sounds crazy. ’

‘ like we always was. ’

‘ i don’t know. i didn’t sleep last night.’

‘ i’ll go. i’m not scared. ’

‘ what are we going to do? ’

‘ i wanted some fresh air. ’ 

‘ that’s nothing. ’

‘ they’re all i’ve got. ’

‘ you’re all right. ’

‘ why, that’s a nice speech. ’

‘ i wouldn’t trust myself. ’ 

‘ what more can you do? ’

‘ it’s urgent. ’ 

‘ just wait awhile. ’

‘ i’ve got my friends. ’

‘ it’s dangerous. ’ 

‘ i’m going to die. i’m scared. ’ 

‘ but why? ’

‘ sometimes. ’

‘ i don’t want any trouble. ’

‘ we got scared for nothing. ’

‘ celebrate what? ’

‘ i know what love is. ’ 

‘ got the time? ’  

‘ come outside. ’

‘ i don’t smoke. ’

‘ a cheery soul. ’ 

‘ you’re too old for this life. ’ 

‘ don’t talk so much. ’

‘ you can’t miss it, can you? ’


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