- G: Who needs to be guided by you people? They say there are six people ruling the world and you're doing their dirty work for them.
- DOC: There are more than six groups of people ruling the world and "we" are merely the in-between filter.
- G: I can't ignore people, I hate them.
- ROOSEVELT: Don't hate anyone!
- G: I do hate everyone.
- ROOSEVELT: You're not that fucked up
- G: I'm completely fucked up, man!
- DOC: How was it when you have been sleeping rough in the streets?
- G: Rough!
- DOC: Bearable?
- G: When it wasn't freezing, when people like you didn't come around kicking us in the middle of the night with their feet or beating the hell out of us with baseball bats.
- DOC: Drunk people?
- G: Drunk or not, it's just something that they do for fun or because we exist: they fear a hobo. Tramp to you DOC!
- DOC: Fear?
- G: Fear that they might become like us. Kicking is bearable. A hard beating is felt months afterwards but it's still better than fire.
- DOC: Fire?
- G: They set fire on people sleeping on the streets. You didn't know that DOC?
- DOC: They set people on fire?
- G: Yes, DOC! All the time!
- DOC: Do they survive?
- G: Never! They burn to death. Yes, DOC! To death! Who's gonna call the fire brigade in the middle of the night? A passer-by who had already run away scared to death or another hobo skulking petrified in a corner somewhere with his imaginary iPhone?
- DOC: ...
- G: Learn to work? I know how to work, man! I can't work with T in my brain fucking me up all the time.
- G: I just wish people would leave me alone. Just wish T would finally leave me alone instead of conducting some fucking orchestra or was it just an extraterrestrial conference on the best way to fuck someone up from within the brain.
- G: I will fucking break every fucking bone in your body leaving you crawling on the streets for the rest of your fucking brain dead life.
- DOC: You said once that you remembered the taste of things?
- G: Yeah?
- DOC: What else do you remember?
- G: I remember everything, everything since I was born
- DOC: Such as?
- G: Everything. I can't tell you. I'll lose my memory if I did.
- DOC: Lose it?
- G: Completely!
- DOC: Completely?
- G: Remembering is how I got through life. Trying to remember if things were better before. I'm already fucked up enough without losing my memory.
- DOC: How do you remember?
- ROOSEVELT: I only remember because I have to.
- DOC: You have to?
- ROOSEVELT: I have to in order to get through the day.
- DOC: What happens if you couldn't remember?
- ROOSEVELT: Everything would end, I guess. I have to remember each end of each day; I have to remember what exactly I did during the day then I remember the day before then the week before, the month before, the year before until I was born.
- DOC: Is there any special thought process?
- ROOSEVELT: Not exactly
- DOC: It's not random, is it?
- ROOSEVELT: No. Just an endless list, all listed in reversed order.
- G: Feeling like you've been possessed. You're hearing noises and things and then you start to believe that someone is there...
- G: That thing... It gets you right inside the head; it echoes and stuff. It's powerful. It drives you everywhere you go; it is ruling your life.
- G: Then the noise becomes like voices then you hear the voices and you follow the voices where ever they tell you to go.
- DOC: I'd like to know more about the sounds you're hearing G.
- G: I can hear you DOC!
- DOC: And apart from me?
- G: At the moment it's the sound of water flowing
- DOC: Air?
- G: Air!
- DOC: How does air sounds like?
- G: Air sounds like air, DOC! You and I both know how chocolate tastes like because we've tasted it before.
- DOC: I have never experienced this before
- G: Well, it's like between water flowing inside a deep forest and the sound of electricity.
- DOC: The sound of electricity?
- G: You've never lived DOC, have you?
- DOC: It's easier for any human to hide behind another, harder to face life directly and it's far easier to be and behave like a wild animal rather than a human being.
- G: T will kill you one day and you will be desiccated like a rat in a lab. You're a scientist, you're destined to be slaughtered. You need to know how it's like, why and how you are being sacrificed for the greater good.
- G: Funny how it ends up being what body parts can fit down the toilet or in the freezer -if you're rich enough to own one that is- and the answer is not many.
- DOC: Ordinary madness tends to fascinate our society because we fear it and chase it desperately. Some people fight the damn scoundrel and some don't have enough of it. Madness is letting our brain believe than anything could happen. Anything will happen if one allows it.