Wilma's dead.

I just need to get closer. I scanned it already to have a backup. Well, you're God, so just God them up. Who the hell knows? Admiral, is that a bomber? Just you wait for that. How long do you really think we'll be he… Just me. Grandma, it's Dean. He had a home. Don't you round! Don't you wanna dance again? I've always wanted to dance a jig. They used to smuggle it across the solar… I'm starving.