Because here's the thing they never tell you. You see, to kill someone... and get away with it... you're bullet-proof. You're a god.
When I was a kid, about your age, something happened... Where someone took me. And it wasn't easy, but I got away too. And once that happens, once you know that you can do that... It sort of gives you a superpower. Like theirs, but real. (Alcatraz)
Кроссоверы повсюду.
Я тут писал, что помню сюжетные повороты. Так вот, ни фига я не помню
The me I used to be, the me that got hay fever and was scared her parents would find out she smoked, she's almost gone. Soon all that's going to be left is her. So save me.
Это же такая репетиция финалки 3-его для всех них
- You shouldn't do that. Let them take someone you care about.
- Why not?
- They might become cruel. It changes you, this life.
- It didn't change me.
- It did. It just took longer.
Do me a favour. Afterwards, don't talk about me the way you do. Don't tell each other those stories about the things I did. That's not how I want to be remembered. I just don't want to be an inspiration like that. Better to be forgotten than that.
- I guess I'm finally doing the decent thing.
- Then this is what we'll remember.