They all gotta' go somehow, doll. We all do. It was all written down more than a million years ago by a very funny god. You know, in the beginning, there was nothing. Then He spoke, and that's when all the shit started. We're just pawns, kid. You know, players. Playin' a part. God had to do something to amuse Himself, so He dreamt us up. I hope He got a good laugh, don't you, babe?
Carol Lakewood Morton
The things you say, Marty.