�It�s like Christmas!� �In that we appear to have stumbled on a gazillion keys of coke?� �In that everything�s white. Like snow. Like pure, virgin snow. It�s beautiful....� �Yeah. And strange. Like someone opened every bag and emptied out the contents.� �I wanna build a snowman.� �I�m not sure that�s something you want to explain to the Lieutenant.� �Snow angel!� �What are you doing?� �Snow ball fight!� �Ow. That shit�s hard! What the hell...?� �Need to learn to duck, partner!� �Jesus, you�re high!� �We�re surrounded by coke! It�s on the floor, it�s in the air! Of course I�m fucking high!� |