“So, tomorrow, I’m leaving. And I’m not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is.”
“Look, I’ve got her, I’m carrying her, and I’m taking her to the hospital. So you can back off and let me do what I’m going to do, or you can get your ass kicked and I’m still going to do what I’m going to do. Your choice.”
“If I let you go are you going to hit me again?”“What do you think?”“Then I’m not going to let you go.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing, or where I’m going, but I do know that I want to do whatever it is and get there soon.”
“I’m going to do what you did,” it ran, “only I’m going to do it quicker, better and for more money. Because I’m me.”
“When I’m tired, I say, “I’m calling it a night.” Well, what else am I going to call it? Nathan?”