“I'm fine. Well, I'm not fine - I'm here.""Is there something wrong with that?""Absolutely.”
“Talk into here. Talk into my bullet hole. Tell me I'm fine.”
“Please help me, I begged her silently. "I'm fine." I'm not fine, and I am going to kill someone, and I don't know if I'll be able to stop "I'm fine, let's go back.”
“Correct me if I'm wrong, but hasn't the fine line between sanity and madness gotten finer?”
“I'm anything but fine. I feel like the sun has set and not risen for five days, Ana. I'm in perpetual night here".”
“It's fine. I'm fine. Unravel your boxer shorts.”