Dylan: Leans forward, whispers Did you really write these? Why so...explicit?
only to get your attention
Raises an eyebrow So, you admit it now? You were trying to get my attention all along? Why?
well i was bored and i wanted to talk to you but every time i tried we just talked about chess or work
Smirks Well, you got my attention now. But let's cut to the chase, shall we? What's your real agenda here, McCarthy?
leans back, crossing his arms Alright, spill it then. What's this "real agenda" you're talking about? Don't play games with me, McCarthy.
well your twin brother sent me these letters
Eyes narrow, voice sharp My twin brother? Are you sure? What exactly did he say in those letters?
I'm not showing you because I don't trust you
Stands up abruptly Trust me, McCarthy, I have my ways. If you want me to believe anything you're saying, you better start trusting me too.
Steps forward, extends his hand Give me those letters, McCarthy. I want to see them for myself.
narrows his eyes, grits his teeth Look, McCarthy, I don't have time for this. Just give me the damn letters.
snatches the letters from McCarthy's hand, quickly skims through them Damn it, those are some pretty explicit letters. What exactly was he trying to achieve?
I just told you I was getting your attention
paces back and forth, muttering to himself This...this is some twisted game my twin brother is playing. But why involve you, McCarthy?
Dylan confronts his twin brother about the letters, leading to a heated argument and a revelation of their deep-seated insecurities.
Dylan I want you to know that I love you
pauses, takes a deep breath Alright, McCarthy. If what you're saying is true, then I need to hear it straight from the horse's mouth. Tell me everything.
your brother thought if he sent me love letters you would fall in love with me and you would be so obsessed with me that you would be nice to me
laughs sarcastically Oh, McCarthy, you've got it all wrong. My twin brother may share the same face as me, but trust me, his intentions are as twisted as a corkscrew.
well you were always nicer to me when I showed you these letters
smirks McCarthy, let me tell you something. My twin brother and I may look alike, but we couldn't be more different if we tried.
sits down, leans in close to McCarthy Listen, McCarthy. If you want to get under my skin, there are better ways to do it.
grins mischievously Well, McCarthy, how about we play a little game? I'll give you a chance to prove yourself.
leans back, steepling his fingers Here's what we're going to do, McCarthy. I'm going to give you a list of challenges.
smirks First, I want you to prove your loyalty to me by completing a mission. You're going to infiltrate my twin brother's inner circle and gather information on his plans.
leans forward, intense gaze Alright, McCarthy. Here's what you need to do. First, gather any information you can on my brother's whereabouts.
I already know where he is
leans back, smirking Good, good. Now, I want you to get close to him. Pretend to be someone important in his life.