A:Oh revenge is too easy, and over too quickly. I would hope for more than that.
B:We're not getting through this.
A:I think we will.
A:Have you ever sailed across an ocean Donald?
A:On a sailboat surrounded by sea with no land in sight. Without even the possibility of sighting land for days to come. To stand at the helm of your destiny. I want that, one more time. I want to be in Piazza del Campo in Siena, feel the surge as ten race horses go thundering by. I want another meal in Paris at Lombo sea in Palaise de Bourges. I want another bottle of wine, and then another. I want the warmth of a woman and a cool set of sheets. One more night of jazz at the Vanguard. I want to stand on summits and smoke cubans and feel the sun on my face as long as I can. Walk on the wall again. Climb the tower, ride the river, stare at the frescos. I want to sit in the garden and read one more good book. Most of all I want to sleep. I want to sleep like I slept when I was a boy. Give me that. Just...one time.That's why I won't allow the punk out there to get the best of me, let alone the last of me.