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# Interlude: The Churn

Amos: I’m not gonna lie to you. Either way this plays out, you’re dead. And I’m the one that’s going to bring you the good news. You’re a loose end. Nothing personal.

Spy: Just like that, huh?

Amos: Like water’s wet. Sky’s up.

Spy: Must be nice to have life all figured out like that.

Amos: It has nothing to do with me. We’re just caught up in the churn, is all.

Spy: I have no idea what you just said.

Amos: This boss that I used to work for in Baltimore, he called it the churn, when the rules of the game change.

Spy: What game?

Amos: The only game. Survival. When the jungle tears itself down and builds itself into somethin’ new. Guys like you and me, we end up dead. 

It doesn’t really mean anything. 

Or, we happen to live through it, and well, that doesn’t mean anything either.

-from the TV version of “The Expanse” – Season One, Episode Seven