“Really? It seems too good to be true. I don't trust it. I don't trust anyone.”

“Trust. That was what this was all about. If you can't trust the one you love, you don't have anything.”

“You can't trust machines. You can't trust people.”

“Who becomes you? No one. No one should become me. When I die, I don't want my body or soul inhabited. I wouldn't wish me on anyone.”

“Because no one can be trusted.”

“The sad truth is, they should never trust me.”

“I'm sorry you don't get it, Mom. Sometimes I don't get why I do the things I do. I just know I wake up every morning and wish I was dead.”