I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission. And I want to help you.
- We'll be back to pick you up in fifteen minutes.
- Take your time. I expect to be dead in four.
- That guy was pissed.
- He'll feel better when he looks in the back seat.
- Shit! That was my gold bar!
- You know how to pick this lock?
- Is this some black-shit again?
- Hey will you stop that racial shit? Are you a fuckin' locksmith or not?
It had waited four million years, it was prepared to wait for eternity.
I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do.