I never could bring myself to trust a traitor. Not even a traitor I created. Have you heard of the high elves? Vamos esculachar! No no, If I wanted to be sober, I wouldn’t have gotten drunk. Experience tranquility. Hmm. In the end, cowards are those who follow the dark side. Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I'll sleep more easily by night. The future is scary but you can’t just run back to the past because it’s familiar. Never should have come here.

MOLTEN CORE!

there’s an infinite number of monkeys outside who want to talk to us about this script for Hamlet they’ve worked out.