[ Beetlejuice listens and you can see the rusty cogs moving behind his eyes. Marry her? Who the fuck is Otho? ]
[In one fluid motion, Beetlejuice stretches out an arm and snatches up one of the chairs. He plunks down in it with one leg propped up, chin in his jaw.]
Waaaaait a minute. Wait. Wait a minute. The B-man is crunching some numbers.
[ He sits and he fucking THINKS. ]
A couple of my pals were in a completely different afterlife before they ended up in this afterlife. And so was I. If there's more than one Hell, maybe there's more than one world of the living.
[ His hair shifts from its miserable bruised color back to green. He's concentrating too hard to be sad. ]
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[In one fluid motion, Beetlejuice stretches out an arm and snatches up one of the chairs. He plunks down in it with one leg propped up, chin in his jaw.]
Waaaaait a minute. Wait. Wait a minute. The B-man is crunching some numbers.
[ He sits and he fucking THINKS. ]
A couple of my pals were in a completely different afterlife before they ended up in this afterlife. And so was I. If there's more than one Hell, maybe there's more than one world of the living.
[ His hair shifts from its miserable bruised color back to green. He's concentrating too hard to be sad. ]