Needle Through A Bug

CHORUS:
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle...

GRAVEROBBER: Who--who’s there?! Stay back!

SHILO: Um, do you have my cure?

GRAVEROBBER: Kid? Is that you?

SHILO: I’m here to earn my cure.

GRAVEROBBER:
Your cure? Is that what this is about?!
Sorry, that fucking Amber
Cleanded me out.
But maybe later.
I’ll hook you up later.
Just help me down.

SHILO: The drug...?

GRAVEROBBER: Yeah, the drug.

SHILO: Yeah...

GRAVEROBBER: Your cure, it's--

SHILO: The drug!

GRAVEROBBER: Help me down.

SHILO: Help me...

GRAVEROBBER: I’ll score some.

SHILO: ...shed some...

GRAVEROBBER: Kid, I’m out.

SHILO: some...

GRAVEROBBER: I told you.

SHILO: Light on...

GRAVEROBBER: That's the situ—

SHILO: ...the situation.

GRAVEROBBER: the situation--

CHORUS:
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...

SHILO:
How ‘bout her?
She's right beside you?
No, I mean her Zydrate. No,
It’s like a night-light.

GRAVEROBBER:
Yeah...?
She's right beside me, so?
I’m out of Zydrate.
Oh, it's like a night-light.

You're beautiful! It's easy.

SHILO: You don't mean...?

GRAVEROBBER: Yeah.

SHILO: For me to--?

GRAVEROBBER: So, easy--

SHILO: I don't think...

GRAVEROBBER: Don't think.

SHILO: ...that I could—

GRAVEROBBER: Just smack it!

SHILO: I guess that she...

GRAVEROBBER: She won't.

SHILO: ...won't feel it—

GRAVEROBBER: You've got to smack it...

GRAVEROBBER: Into her skull!

SHILO: Inside her skull.

GRAVEROBBER AND SHILO:
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...
A needle into a bug...