[ He opens his mouth to say something, to push back even further, but Clara's words strike home more accurately than Kovacs' do. Apollo throws his hands up sharply, turning away furiously. ]
Fine. I'm out. I'm gone.
[ He pauses at the doorway, turning back to point again accusingly at Kovacs. ]
But if I see your naked body so much as one inch out this stupid door, I'm going to be the one throwing a bed at you.
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Fine. I'm out. I'm gone.
[ He pauses at the doorway, turning back to point again accusingly at Kovacs. ]
But if I see your naked body so much as one inch out this stupid door, I'm going to be the one throwing a bed at you.