Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it’s wet with rain
Just remember till you’re home again
You belong to me
Don’t you dare think that there is anything, past or present, that I would put in front of you.
What I said on the tape about stealing time with you, I meant it. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Walter Bishop, the man
i know you. that symbol on your hand marks you a dead man.