You know, my first week on the job, I was on a sting operation. These Irish thugs were smuggling guns and cocaine. I had been a military prosecutor, so I hadn’t handled a gun since basic training, and suddenly I’m underground in this garage, wearing a bulletproof vest and — and wondering how the hell I got there. So I did what any rookie would do, and I started looking for an exit. And then Charlie walks over. This man that I didn’t know — this gruff guy, and he said: “You’re gonna be fine.” And I have to face it…that he…he’s gone…that he’s not coming back.
"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in