Listen to me. I’ve seen ‘em all, and I’m telling you - and this is the honest-to-Zeus truth - you got somethin’ I’ve never seen before. I feel it right down to these stubby bowlegs of mine. There is nothing you can’t do, kid.
“To think you could have been dreaming the cure for cancer,“ Blue said. “Look, Sargent,” Ronan retorted, “I was gonna dream you some eye cream last night since clearly modern medicine’s doing jack shit for you, but I nearly had my ass handed to me by a death snake from the fourth circle of dream hell, so you’re welcome.” Blue was appropriately touched. “Ah, thanks, man.” “No problem, bro.”