Dr. Heiter: Swallow it, bitch.
Dr. Heiter: Do you already regret your little escape? In fact, I'm thankful for it, because now... I know definitely you are the middle piece.
Dr. Heiter: I'm Dr. Josef Heiter, retired, but still very well known as the leading surgeon in separating Siamese twins. Six months ago, I designed a never seen operation, not separating any more but creating. I transformed my three Rottweilers into a beautiful three hound construction. Good news, your tissues match. So, I'll explain this spectacular operation only once.
Katsuro: Oh shit! I have to shit.
Dr. Heiter: Feed her! Feed her.
Katsuro: God. Are you God? I'm just a puny insect. I cast out my parents, left my child, dismissed their love and led a selfish life. Just like an insect. No, my existence is even lower than insects, but... but dear God... that's how I've lived, and this is my punishment. I want to believe that I'm still a human being... Hey girls! Hey mister! What an insane world we live in.
Dr. Heiter: Now you can bite me. Bite my boots! Bite my boots.
Dr. Heiter: Eye for eye... Tooth for tooth.
Answer: Because back tracking they know what's around. They've already traveled that way and know it's passable and relatively safe.
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Thank you.