No 'good Evening, Jean-claude, How Are You

I Try To Be A Good Cop. I Try To Be A Good Little Soldier And Follow Orders Up To A Point. But In The End I’m Not Really A Cop, Or A Soldier. I Am A Legally Sanctioned Murderer. I Am The Executioner.

Still It Might Be Nice, Once In A While, Not To Have To Choose Between Evils. Just Once, Couldn't I Choose The Lesser Good?

We Were U.s. Marshals. We Hunted And Killed The Monsters. We Did Not Run From Them

Sometimes It's Not The Optimist You Need, But Another Pessimist To Walk Beside You And Know, Absolutely Know, That The Sound In The Dark Is A Monster, And It Really Is As Bad As You Think. Did That Sound Hopeless? It Didn't Feel Hopeless. It Felt Reassuring. It Felt - Real.

And Your Excuse?' I Asked. 'i'm A Sociopath; I Don't Have To Be Nice,' Nicky Said. I Gave Him A Look. 'you're Mad At Him.i Can Feel It; Which Means I Really Don't Have To Be Nice To Him.' 'i Thought You Were Friends.' 'what Part Of Sociopath Didn't You Understand?' He Asked.