Not to be dramatic but I would not be surprised if the world did conspire to screw me. [ At least this has him talking, stringing thoughts together. ] I was being screwed over before I got here. And - oh! - [ His arms flap from the sides of his body, he twists around at his hips. ] - Look! Being screwed over in this place, too. You're right. I don't know everything. I don't know why you look almost exactly like me. Maybe you're the one getting screwed over, sharing my face.

[ The crowd is becoming white noise, not completely disregarded but most of Murphy's attention is on his older duplicate. ] And I don't know why everyone seems to know who the hell I am.