I want all my food in pill form.
Then I’m going to go to RSL’s house and force him to show me. I WILL BE A MADMAN.
Don't they have pills for that? They must.
Good. If it goes too wrong, I’m going on a gopher massacre. I just don’t think I’d be able to stop myself.
You can't bear to lie to yourself?
OK. I will keep militant. You have to. As well.
Unless you want to act all superior or something.
Don’t want it to... turn to custard.
Well, I don't.
I know everything about you.
