flowers for the dead, senor?
no? suite yourself, then.
you're wasting your breath, angelito. nobody up there's listening.
this a test?
a bird.
nope. i see a bird.
ono!
who the fuck are you?
no way, man. we put you under. you and that little snot-nosed kid.
what are you?! what the fuck are you?!
whoa. this shit's flammable! look, look, what do you want?
nemo. kali. judah. and curve.
nemo? nemo's an old gash-hound. he hangs out at the peep-o-rama on deacon street!
aw, jesus, c'mon, man!