Nathan's been dogging behind him for the day, slipping in and out of dream-shadows where it's convenient. This is boring and pathetic and fucking boring. He chatters on the whole time — "Why would you dream about bloody maths class of all things? Didn't you get enough of that? Such a geek, Robocop, really. I think you're beyond my help now." He walks ahead of Victor and faces backwards, sneering as he intones, "Dream about more interesting shit! You're a superhero for fuck's sake."
ROBOCOP
Nathan's been dogging behind him for the day, slipping in and out of dream-shadows where it's convenient. This is boring and pathetic and fucking boring. He chatters on the whole time — "Why would you dream about bloody maths class of all things? Didn't you get enough of that? Such a geek, Robocop, really. I think you're beyond my help now." He walks ahead of Victor and faces backwards, sneering as he intones, "Dream about more interesting shit! You're a superhero for fuck's sake."