Let the rock god suit your trouble soul.
I thought I had two options: to fight or to die.
Now I see I have three.
I want to terminate my life support.
I want to donate my heart to Kuol.
Death always wins.
She's in matter of when or how.
I am to be honored, If you'll do my surgery.
Absolutely.
Let's go.
OK.
Thanks, Mr. Stone.
God bless you.
Thank you.
I love you, daddy.
I love you too, Cooks.
I love you.
I'll be OK.
Me too.
Let me see your smile.
OK.
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