Thief: I have to apologize. I was born with a disfigurement where my head is made of the same material as the sun.
Thief: Each drink is better than the last, leaving you with the desire to have one more. Take a drink now.
Thief: There are two approaching armies: hunger and fatigue, but a great wall keeps them at bay. The wall extends to the sky and will stay up until I say otherwise.
Thief: The next drink must be earned and I'm going to tell you how. Focus closely on my instructions. I will ask you to repeat them from memory.
Thief: The water before you is somehow special. When you drink it you feel revived and full of energy. It is better than anything you've ever tasted. Take a drink now.
[Kris is rummaging through an enormous shoulder-bag and not meeting Jeff's eyes]
Kris: Why do you take the train?
Jeff: Why do I take the train?
Kris: Yeah, it's just, everyone who takes the train is either homeless or they had their license revoked or, you know.
Jeff: Do you want to see my driver's license?