IN COLLABORATION WITH CODLOREFACTS

DOCTOR’S ORDERS


Maya


Owen Guthrie’s kept his head down, if only Nathan Aguinaldo could do the same.


Transcript:
Guthrie: September, 10th, 1990. I saw Nathan in subject holding today. I like him a lot, but walking by his cell always ruins my day.
Guthrie: I mean, the kid’s been a smuggler most of his life, he probably thought he knew the worst of what humanity could offer.
Guthrie: Then he ends up here and realizes he didn’t know shit.
Guthrie: So, I’m protecting him the best I can, but Modi’s been sniffin’ around.
Guthrie: Someone must’ve told her he was a troublemaker.
Guthrie: The problem is, they aren’t wrong. He fights back on everything - he won’t take his meds, he won’t sleep, he won’t eat.
Guthrie: Why can’t he get that that kind of shit puts everyone at risk?
Guthrie: If he ain’t careful, Modi’ll transfer him to the Amalgam Program... and that’ll be the end of it.
Guthrie: I’ve played it safe untill now, kept my head down.
Guthrie: If I can’t convince Nathan to do the same...
Guthrie: Dammit. This is why I don’t have friends.