The Importance of Common Fucking Sense

Tyrell says to me, a blessing to be able to make those choices you were talking about. I just never thought of it like that before. My life was like, no choice, he says. Then lets his eyes flicker over the pillowcase. Barium for me? I nod, and Tyrell keeps walking. He doesn't look back. heads right out the doors and into the sunlight,. leaving us alone with each other. Delmar flashes a look of defeat, slides of forearm across his leaking nose. "I'm cured. I did my fucking time"