You ask a lot of questions.
Can I ask you one?
Yeah, fire away.
What are you doing here?
Just playing with balls with you.
Where is your sister?
That's a shame.
She's pretty. She could have come with us.
Where are we going?
To my place.
She wanted things that I couldn't give her. So she found someone who could.
Hurts, doesn't it?
Yeah, like a razor.
She wouldn't have them until I'd become what she wanted.
Would you take her back if she asked?
No, I could never give her the things that she wants.
That wasn't the question.