come up to where i am i've been there i understand perfectly it's a thinking man's movie no mother of god i'd be tied down to her schedule it's a hassle they would make it his cross they could make up their minds if they knew the difference 8.47 and the clock's still thinking i don't want to go looking for calvary's eden it's like being evaporated he knows what he wants to do i understand what he wants to do it's not a dead end it's the same thing you've got a lot do you know how fast three days go by? this is not my armageddon this trot is very limiting that doesn't sound right that would be a complete, utter waste of time hooves clotting beneath the sick steed i just hate that sound! what are you proving? she's afraid you'll break in martyrdom and bag groceries it's still familiar to me what are you doing? get over here and do it. where's the chocolate?