“Come a day there won’t be room for naughty men like us to slip about at all. This job goes south, there well may not be another. So here is us, on the raggedy edge. Don’t push me, and I won’t push you. Dong le ma?”

“Then trust me. I think the safest place for me is with you, and I won’t regret it. I don’t regret anything. The things that we do and the things that happen…to us,” I gulped and pushed down memories, "make us who we are.”

“Positive change is mobile, if you don’t push it, it won’t move but when you push it, it will definitely move with you.”

“And I don’t believe in this materialism, in this consumer society, in this capitalism, in this outrageous horror that happens / takes place here…. I really do believe in something, and I call it “a day will come.” And one day it will come. Well, probably it won’t come, since they’ve always destroyed it for us…. It won’t come, and I believe in it anyway. Because if I can’t believe in it anymore then I can’t write anymore either.”

“Whatever comes, don’t push it away. When it goes, do not grieve.”

“Jack, there are only two of us here. One of us is going to push him out, one of us is going to catch him. Which job do you want?”(Melinda talking to her husband)”