No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to stay saved, you know? For a little bit. I feel like the maid. “I just cleaned up this mess. Can we keep it clean for ten minutes?
I just want to do what’s right, and that isn’t going to change.
Fortune favors the brave, dude.
We are working a con, walking the razor’s edge. On one side, gold. On the other side painful, agonizing failure!