Spirit! Hear me! I am not the man I was. I will not be the man I must have been but for this intercourse.
Assure me that I yet may change these shadows you have shown me, by an altered life?
Well, you know... There was this sweet canary yellow Porsche Boxter I've had my eye on...
Tell you what? You rub out Cratchit and his gimp kid instead of me, and you'll be sitting in rich Corinthian leather faster than you can say 'tiptronic shifting'.
You're on, Scroogie. And make sure I get a CD changer.
