11 Lines of Dialogue

“Trevor, you’re telling me you won the lottery?”

“A lottery, yes, Dylan.”

“You, Trevor ‘Pennsylvania’ Partain, who scoffs at the notion of luck, at the different ‘opiates of the masses’, at the government’s various means of forcing us to waste our moneys on pointless, ludicrous endeavors?”

“Yes, I won.”

“You don’t sound too excited.”

“It’s not really the kind of lottery I wanted to win; I’d rather have lost.”

“Why’s that?”

“The winner of this lottery has to kill someone.”

“Are you joking?”

“No, and they made me say who I’d kill when I entered the lottery, three years ago, back when you and I were sworn enemies.”

“Oh… expletive.”