Come on, open it. The maniac's in the apartment!

Open the plan up, and, in one click, jump.

Let's stop this madness of open plan classrooms right now, please.

Get out of my apartment immediately, said Mr. Samsa and pulled open the door, without

I waited two whole damn years for an apartment to open up in this building.

Which apartment?

In this apartment?

To my apartment.

Toss the apartment.

In the apartment?

You are one third as productive in open plan offices as in quiet rooms.

I like your apartment.

They rented an apartment.

He rented an apartment.

We rented an apartment.

You mean, the apartment?

This is my apartment.

I've rented an apartment.

That's not his apartment.

My supposedly germproof apartment!

This apartment is empty.

Whatever it is must be pretty important, because I've traveled with it, moved it, from apartment to apartment to apartment.

Excellent plan, Lister. Excellent plan. Brilliant plan.

They probably had left them open, as is customary in an apartment where a huge misfortune has taken place.

They probably had left them open, as is customary in an apartment where a huge misfortune has taken place.

Is your apartment well maintained?

This is a great apartment.

Did you rent an apartment?

Did you rent an apartment?

It isn't a real apartment.

It isn't a true apartment.

My apartment is near here.

I live in an apartment.

I live in an apartment.

My apartment is near here.

Tom has a big apartment.

So, you found an apartment...

What about our apartment? Uhhhh...

Now, this is your apartment.

But that's not my apartment.

I can sublet his apartment.

He went to the apartment.

Excellent plan! Brilliant plan, Lister!

The door to the hall was ajar, and since the door to the apartment was also open, one could see out into the landing of the apartment and the start of the staircase going down.

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