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Tozzo: Escape with wings if we had them. Maybe we should make our own wings like
Daedalus and Icarus; though I’d worry about heat from the city melting the wax of
our --”

Aurelio: I don’t think this is the place Santi’s pointing us to because there’s no pattern here;
just a single instance.

(Imaginary Tozzo’s eyes fill with imaginary tears.)

Tozzo: Do you really think I’m clever?

Aurelio: Far more clever than the real Tozzo.

Tozzo: I’d never thought I’d hear you say that.

Aurelio: Yes, yes. You’re right, Tozzo. I should tell you more often how clever you are.

Tozzo: But you still think I’m wrong about the city on fire?

Aurelio: I think Santi wants us to look at all the blue-red-green in the ceilings, but we’ll
really be onto the answer when we find the repeating pattern. For instance, look
over there in Bay 33.

(Pause in the dialogue as they shuffle ten bays to the south.)

Aurelio: Now. What do you see?

Tozzo: (looking in the corners) More fans! Green blue, green blue.

Aurelio: No, not at the fans. Not in the corners. In the center, Tozzo. Look in the center.
(Tozzo gasps.)

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