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: Don't worry, I'm a good swimmer. Connie
: I knew you'd be good. Jack
: I am for you.
: I even imagined it with you. Jack
: That's... yeah. Connie
: In a bathtub, I imagined I was with you. Jack
: You took a bath? Connie
: No, I was in a bathtub imagining it was a pitch black night. We were in a bed in a spaceship flying through superspace. Jack
: That... that's a long way off... space travel for tourists.
: This always happens. Clyde
: What? Jack
: Whenever there's anything good, it fucks up. Clyde
: It fucked up, but it fucked up because *we* forgot. Jack
: No, you fucked it up because you made a fucking toast! Clyde
: Because I love you. We all love you. We forgot the food because you were being loved. That's the important thing to remember.