It's like, you're confused and then you get it, but in the end you're like 'what the fuck.' IT'S LIFE, GENTLEWOES.
I regret to inform your mother of your death. You see, these words do indeed pull on your eyes a bit. You turn quite cold very fast. You do not feel any pain. I thought your mother might be sad. Something changed, thoughtless one, because she is right tonight. It was your fault. It was tomorrow, four years before Wednesday of 1993. The doctors said your brain could not handle this.
I am pleased to inform you that you do qualify for Operation Deadfall.
from your mind.
DIDN'T I? DIDN'T I?
Oh, hush, hush, fool. This isn't your doing. No, someone with more witsD than you, boy!
I AM NOT FOOLISH. I AM...WHAT AM I? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?
Would you two stuff it? There are people trying to kill here! Have a little, respect, maybe?!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TWO??? THERE'S SEVEN. PLUS ME, BUT MY FINGERS DON'T HOLD THAT HIGH. AT LEAST, I DON'T THINK THEY DO. I CAN'T TRY THAT, THOUGH! THAT'S JUST SILLY. I'M NOT SILLY. I'M NORMAL, RIGHT NOBODY?