Seize him. Cut his throat. Oh, wait! I’ve changed my mind. Let him go. Step back three paces. Turn around. Close your eyes.. Power is power.
- I greatly appreciate you giving us leeway this time, ma’am.
- I have no idea what you’re talking about.
All of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea - whether it is to sail or to watch it - we are going back from whence we came.
bones would be like ‘get me a bourbon’
jim would be like bONES PLS IT’S BREAKFAST
and bones would be like ‘and a toast’