“I gotta cut smoking or I'll never make track next year”

“You gotta help me get out of here! Cut me loose! Cut me loose!Well, Jerry, I gotta go to work, but I'll come back this afternoon and if you're not better, then we'll see about ... I'll see what I can do.It'll be too late, Gamble. I'll be dead by then. Cut me loose! You gotta help me. You just gotta help me!”

“‎If I stay another day, I'll be here for another year. And if I stayed another year, I'll never leave.”

“If I die tomorrow, next year or whenever it might be, I'll know I've had a great life.”

“My voice softens. 'How old are you?''I'll be eleven next year.'I grin. 'So you're ten years old?'He crosses his arms. Frowns. 'I'll be twelve in two years.'I think I already love this kid.”

“I'll be with my sister. And believe it or not, she has a phone and everything. She stopped using smoke signals last year." - Nana”