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In my 57 years of being alive and my 21 years of being dead, I only learned one thing about women and that's that I haven't learned one damned thing about women.

Not to say I don't like your attention, partner, and we've told some fine tales together. I do admire a woman with a proper sense of commitment. We haven't always been in the same place. But I like to think we've been friends. [Emotionally awkward cough.]

I've never forgotten you, and nor you me. I don't understand it, of course, you surely have other things, people. Exciting life to lead. 

Well, I don't tell you what you need to do. You know it. I know it. Have it all if you can get it. 
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Hey. Hey! The wolf is not part of the deal. I get to live in your head wolf free, otherwise No. Deal.

[ You're hurting his feelings, Ray. ]

Hurting his feelings? I can't hurt his feelings, it's a wolf. And who am I arguing with anyway? Myself, that's who. Or maybe you're arguing with yourself? This whole thing is too extensional for me. [ Existential? ] Existential. You drag me back here, after a good decade and a half I might add of much deserved retirement. You drag me back here when I could be sipping buttermilk in Stella's arms on a beach in Florida right now, and I get here and you wanna ditch me with the wolf while the Mountie goes off and has all the fun. Story of my life. Is that not the story of my life? Anyone? Anyone think that's reasonable? No, it's inhuman [ inhooman ] is what it is. I got rights--the right to be left alone being numero uno on that list. The right to not having a wolf make with me comes a close second. I swear to God...

[ And speaking of Diefenbaker. ]

Oh no. No, no, no. Not the jacket! Look what he's doing to my jacket! Dief, get off of me. [ Enunciate! ] Get. Off. Me! Oh man, this is never gonna wash out...
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Here we go again, eh? Moment you dropped me, I'm on the shelf, but now you wanna relive your glory days, I'm being dragged out again. Classy, lady, very classy.

Oh, come on. Don't gimme that about me being a "game character" or some bullshit. You're fine playing all the other guys and gals without putting them in a game. Why's it different for me?

That's clever. That's very clever. I need a structure, do I? I'll show you structure. I swear, if you put me on another boat with a bunch of criminal maniacs, I'm going on a hunger strike. I mean it. You just watch me.
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[There's a fifty year old man, decked out in a full Mountie uniform and added coat sitting in a wooden chair. He grins a little too widely to be normal.] Hello, mun.

It has been a while. Good to see you've remembered me. [He's not exactly forgettable.]

Thank you, mun.

It's been good to spend some time with Caroline. [Brief pause that's half embarrassed, half pleased and a hundred percent 'I am so over my head like you wouldn't believe'.] Ellen. Yes, mun, they've hit off rather... strongly. [This is a good thing. Right?

He clears his throat.] Well, that's a different story. Benton's on board, is he? Not even the Yank with him. [Oh, he does not think he'll do well, which actually isn't as patronising as it could be as he found it difficult himself.]

Well, he'll have me to back him up.
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The idea of another speaking through a person is not actually as new as some people believe. Many forms of ancestor worship involve calling the spirits of the ancestors by their descendants to come and give advice and impart wisdom from beyond. Many cultures hold some form of belief that involves the divine speaking through a human 'conduit', as it were, from the Greeks and their Oracles to the Southern Baptists and speaking in tongues. Not to diminish the impact of the faith, but the game of 'playing pretend' is one of the earliest games we learn as children, even when not taught.

I met a man in the Yukon once who swore he could channel anyone who had ever lived and died before, and that he moved so far out into the wilderness to keep the voices of the dead from pestering him to get notes and letters to their loved ones. Of course, he also believed that the cold war between the United States of America and the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics was still alive and well and that the nuclear warheads would be flying at any moment and we all needed to be prepared, but the point remained that his belief was as strong as ever. It does make one wonder if belief in a thing can get strong enough to make it true.

This fuss over icons I confess to not understanding, however.