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Chris Consoles Teddy - Kiyas StoryBoard
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- Teddy shook his head violently. It changed nothing. (King 30)
- Listen, Teddy, what do you care what a fat old pile of sh*t like him said about your father
- Nuh-Nuh-No?
- He still stormed the beaches at Normandy right?'...... Do you think that pile of sh*t was at Normandy
- We had almost reached the trestle which carried the tracks across the river when Teddy burst into tears……….We walked away a little and watched him, our hands in our pockets.(King 30)
- Talk is cheap....'And whatever's between you and your old man, talk can't change that.'
- At last, when the force of his crying had trailed off a little, it was Chris who went to him..... He was the toughest guy in our gang.... but he was also the guy who made the best peace. (King 30)
- 'He was just tryin' to rank you over that friggin' fence, you know it? He don't know nothin' but stuff he heard from those rumdums down at the Mellow Tiger.  
- I'm okay,...Yeah, I'm okay' F*ckin crybaby right?'
- Hey, if I spoiled your good time, I'm sorry. I guess that was pretty stupid shit back there at that fence.'
- Teddy nodded fiercely, crying. Snot was running out of his nose (King 30)
- Teddy's head shook without definition, unsure if this was true.
- Someone had redefined his pain, and redefined it in shockingly common terms. That would (loony) have to be examined (f*cking section eight) later. In depth. On long sleepless nights. (King 31)
-  Teddy's crying was down to sniffles. He wiped his eyes, saving two sooty rings around them, and sat up……. put his glasses back on - dressing his naked face, it seemed to me. He laughed thinly and swiped his bare arm across the snot on his upper lip. (King 31)
- We walked another two hundred yards down the tracks and Teddy said in a quieter voice (King 31)
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