Have fun, kiddo. You'll only have yourself to blame when somebody gets in the way of your joyride, but I've got the feeling that you don't entirely give a shit.
Kill them. Love them. Grind them all to dust. Dance in their blood.
I can't wait. I want to be there. I want to see them die. I want to feel them break. I want to hear them bleed. I want. I want. I WANT. IWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANT.
[Not even leaving a breath between his questions for someone to actually answer him until the end.]
I can understand wanting to rip people apart, but the eating thing makes no sense. So, where's your beanstalk, Jack? How high to we have to climb to kill a giant? Do they cry? Do they scream? What do giants fear? Huh? What are you telling me, Jack?
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They... devoured them?
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I can't wait. I want to be there. I want to see them die. I want to feel them break. I want to hear them bleed. I want. I want. I WANT. IWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANTIWANT.
[Catches his breath.]
I want it all.
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Giants? What does that make you? Jack?
[Not even leaving a breath between his questions for someone to actually answer him until the end.]
I can understand wanting to rip people apart, but the eating thing makes no sense. So, where's your beanstalk, Jack? How high to we have to climb to kill a giant? Do they cry? Do they scream? What do giants fear? Huh? What are you telling me, Jack?