I am doing something. I’m keeping this group together. Alive! I’ve been doing that all along, no matter what. I didn’t ask for this. I killed my best friend for you people, for Christ sake! You saw how he was like. How he pushed me, how he compromised us, how he threatened us. He staged the whole Randall thing, led me out to put a bullet in my back. He gave me no choice. He was my friend, but he came after me. My hands are clean. Maybe you people are better off without me. Go ahead. I say there’s a place for us, but maybe it’s just another pipe dream. Maybe I’m fooling myself again. Why don’t you go out and find yourself? Send me a postcard! Go on, there’s the door. You can do better. Lets see how far you get. No takers? Fine. But get one thing straight. If you’re staying, this isn’t a democracy anymore.
if you’re looking for a simple woman, you won’t find her here. i’m as eccentric and complex as they get.
Yeah, but are you RANDOM?