Apocalypse Now

'I was going to the worst place in the world and I didn't even know it yet!'

'We are the hollow men. We are the stuffed men leaning together at peace filled with straw. Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together, are quiet and meaningless as wind in dry grass, or a rat's feet over broken glass in a dry cellar. He's really out there. Shape without form, shade without color, paralyzed force, gesture without motion."'

'You cant fly in space, you cant grab the space, no, without like, you know, with fractions, where you gonna land at coordinate three-eight? What are you gonna do when you go from here to Venus or something.'

'Huh? What's the matter with you? You're acting kind of weird. Hey, you know that last tab of acid I was saving? I dropped it. You dropped acid?'