When Karl decides to dissolve his business partnership, he wades knee-deep through a flooded tunnel corridor becoming wet and filthy. Yet when he emerges from the tunnels, his pants are fluttering around too much to be wet and appear dry, and in the following scene after arriving at his destination and taking a nap, his clothes alternate between dirty and clean. See more
Let me explain a couple of things. Time is short. That's the first thing. For the weasel, Time is a weasel. For the hero, Time is heroic. For the whore, Time is just another trick. If you're gentle, your Time is gentle. If you're in a hurry, Time flies. Time is a servant, if you are its master. Time is your god, if you are its dog. We are the creators of Time, the victims of Time, and the killers of Time. Time is timeless. That's the second thing. You are the clock, Cassiel.