[UPDATE: The parts about drugs and headbutting turned out to be from a separate recording, so I've moved those parts to https://pastebin.com/f3s7Vb9V ] JD: That’s not what I’m thinking. AH: Well yes, you do, because you wouldn´t have used that as a way to hit me. I was holding my arm out to you and what did you do? “Let me get, let me get a stab in here.” JD: No. AH: That’s what you saw, huh? You listen to me cry and you’re like, “now I can get her.” Is that what you think? Or you just do it without thinking. You do it without thinking, huh? JD: [inaudible] AH: You don’t? Get a stab in when you can. JD: [inaudible] AH: You throw a swing when you can. And what way better than when I’m on the floor, ’cause that’s when it’s really good to hit someone. JD: [inaudible] [Sometime later, or possibly earlier:] JD: [inaudible] AH: I’m doing just fine. [Someone’s phone rings.] AH: If that was the problem, it was my fault. JD: [inaudible] Cut me. AH: Hmm? JD: Go on, cut me. You wanna see some s**t? Go on. You want my life. Come on. That’s all I want you to do, ’cause we’re done. [Clattering noises, presumably involving the knife.] AH: Mm-hm. JD: Cut me, wherever you want. Go on, cut me. AH: This is really pretty. JD: Thanks. You want to cut me somewhere? AH: Do I want to cut you? JD: Yeah. You want my arm, you want my chest? What do you want? Where do you want the scar? Go on, cut me. AH: Just don’t cut your skin. Please do not cut your skin. Please don’t. JD: Cut me. AH: Why would I do that? JD: It’s easy. AH: Don’t. Please do not do that, please do not do that. Please don’t. Please don’t cut yourself. You don’t need to cut yourself. JD: I need to do what I want. AH: I know. I know it hurts. I feel the same way. JD: Cut me. I want your mark. AH: It’ll hurt. JD: No you won’t. AH: [inaudible] JD: Get going. [Someone knocks on the door.] JD: No thank you, no thank you, there’s sp**m on the pillows! AH: [laughs] JD: Cut me. If you don’t, I will. Cut me. Really, [inaudible] ’cause he’s a f**king conservative pr**k. AH: Don’t, don’t! JD: CUT! AH: Please don’t! JD: CUT! AH: Don’t, don’t cut yourself! Please don’t cut yourself. JD: CUT! AH: Please, don’t cut yourself. Please, I know it hurts. JD: You’re doing it. AH: I would never cut you. JD: Cut me. AH: I would never do that to you. Please don’t. JD: Cut me. Come on, p***y. AH: I’m a p***y? JD: Yeah, you f**king hate me. Come on, cut me. AH: I don’t hate you. JD: My problem. There you are. AH: Not on my arms. JD: Not on your arms? Not on your arms? You want to be cut? Do you? Is this gonna go to court? [inaudible] AH: The knife is really dull. JD: We’ll have to use a sharp one. AH: Don’t do that. Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t. JD: Don’t you tell me. AH: Please don’t do that. JD: Don’t tell me. AH: Put – put the knife down! JD: Don’t tell me AH: Just put the f**king knife down! Don’t do that. Do not do that, Johnny. Please, you’re gonna – JD: I wanna look at you. AH: Please, you’re gonna hurt yourself. JD: I wanna look at you. AH: I know you’re in pain, but stop. Please stop. JD: There’s a way for the pain to go away. AH: No it’s not. It’s not that. It doesn’t make it go away, trust me. JD: You don’t f**king know. AH: I do know. It doesn’t make it go away. JD: Really? AH: Did it make it go away? JD: Yeah. AH: It did? Please don’t. Please do not do it, okay? [It sounds like the knife is thrown aside.] AH: There’s love here. There is love here. JD: No, there’s not. AH: There’s love here. I wouldn’t be here. I have no other reason to be. JD: You don’t love me. AH: Listen, can we stop playing games? And stop f**king with each other, please? Please, can you hug me? Just hug me or something. JD: Come here. [Unknown noises.] AH: That knife is really dull, and it would be the worst thing in the world to use to cut me with. JD: Not on top. AH: It would be too painful and dull and dirty to use to— JD: Yeah, that’s the tip of the knife. The tip of the knife. AH: Right? It’s pretty— JD: I can probably still cut— AH: No, no, please do not. Do not. Don’t, don’t, don’t. You’re gonna hurt yourself. Don’t! See? It’s okay. Please don’t cut yourself. Please don’t, please stop, please stop, please. [JD is doing something.] AH: Don’t, don’t hurt yourself, please. Stop, please. JD: No, won’t hurt myself at all. [It sounds like the knife is thrown aside again.]