Some Things Can't Be Changed. They'll Always

Statues Lined The Stairs And Stood, Dotted Across The Roof. But They Had Been Brutalized By Time And The Weather. Some Were Missing Arms. Many Had No Faces. Once They Had Been Saints And Angels. Two Hundred Years Standing In London Had Turned Them Into Cripples.

You Couldn't Trust Anyone Or Anything That Belonged To The World Of Espionage.

You're My Closest Friend And You're Thousands Of Miles Away.

Death Is The Same For The One Who Dies.

Let Me Ask You A Question Alex. What Do You Think Is The Greatest Evil On This Plant Today?" "is That Including, Or Not Including You?