"And suddenly, I am no longer afraid of losing."

8:12pm FRANK: Do you have in mind when you would like to try and run away?

AYAH: when the weather’s warmer

FRANK: And what will you do when it gets cold?

Why didn’t we speak?

“with all its bleeding wounds implemented into the purple satin and its own possessed, cadaverous pose”

“That thing cannot touch us. I won’t let it. We won’t let it.”

“A kingdom of misfits, the kingdom of slug.”