You could always just kill yourself. That way you wouldn't have to deal with the humiliation of everyone knowing your secret, nor would you have to deal with the guilt of killing someone.
And now you know my secret. I can't allow you to live.
That's because you're heartless!
I feel cold, Quin.
I know. I don't like it when she leaves!
Although that would have made sense. She hasn't been on in a fortnight.
Christmas died last week. The day, not the member.
It's a Christmas miracle!
To a man with no legs, what you can do still counts as walking. Now SMILE!
I have two broken legs.
