[Bellamy doesn't let go, so Murphy finally relents, leaves his hands where they are. It's clear he's humouring Bellamy more than really agreeing to this. He doesn't even know what Bellamy thinks he's going to be able to do. It wasn't like they had any medical supplies.]
One of those milk drinks from that place across the street would be good.
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One of those milk drinks from that place across the street would be good.
[Deadpan. Bellamy had asked what he wanted.]