“Just move the train, for fuck's sake, she's not getting any deader.”
“What’s the hurry? From my experience, dead bodies don’t get any deader.”
“For God's sake, Connor, will you leave my fucking belly button the fuck alone and either move up a fucking bit or down a fucking bit!”
“So basically you're just a fucking train wreck?" she joked."I prefer conflicted," I corrected.”
“My mind was no longer functioning on a rational level. For fuck's sake, who needed rational when they boarded a train to insanity? All that was missing were the Oompa Loompas and Willy-fucking-Wonka.”
“Oh, for fuck's sake; sometimes a raccoon is just a raccoon!”