Anton: Hey, I didn't kill anyone on purpose, okay?
Mick: Yeah, well, we weren't in hell! I mean, there was this bright white light at the end of a long tunnel, right, and there was these chicks' voices, and that music.
Pnub: Yeah, kinda uncool music, like, Enya. And these chicks' voices, they were saying, "come to us, come towards the light."
Anton: So what happened?
Mick: We figured, fuck it, I mean, it was really far.
Mom: I thought I told you to go to bed.
Milo: You told me to "go to bed." You didn't say "get into bed."