If I don't come back, blow it all to shit.
We don't have enough explosives for that.
Yeah, but they don't know that.
Look, this all seems like heaven. This little bubble, or whatever. But it's so obvious you're a man who only has time to kill and nothing to live for.
If I don't come back, blow it all to shit.
We don't have enough explosives for that.
Yeah, but they don't know that.
Very hard to know what to say. But I thought we should gather, and remember.
And I... I thought this was appropriate: [quoting a Jack London book] "The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time." [sets the book down, grabs a glass of his own and stands. Tanner begins a circle-wide toast.]
To James.
James.
James.
James.
James... [They all drink to his memory.] Right. Back to work. [clinks the glass on the table.]