My name's Alex.
I'm happy. You shouldn't need to know more.
Operator: Do you remember that night in the back of daddy's car...strumming the chords of your pubic guitar... the way you tasted like a movie star...the way the windsheild reflected the sunrise, the way the light tattooed your thighs... You're the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world... your time is up, till next time! We'll send you a bill.
Prisoner: Listen....can you hear the buildings crumbling in slow motion? Blow me up like a balloon we'll float over the ocean! Listen...can you hear them taking me away, don't tell the fucking guards what i've said. Can you see the angels stringing wires through my face?
Operator: Meet me next week, same time, same place.