You.
Bloody.
Bastards.
So this was what you were planning. You never really considered me for this project at all. You had me jumping hoops for you and all this time, you had your own people already hand-picked and waiting in the bloody wings. Sure: patronize out the has-been-- we don't need him --that's the way the cookie crumbles.
How could I have been so blind? Please, God let me be wrong.
If I'm not wrong, you do know I won't take this lying down...
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