I don't think I can go on, Plinky. I can't make sense of anything.
You've just got a touch of the Maze-Madness. You'll be fine.
No, no, that's not it. Plinky, do you ever ask yourself, if we're ghosts, what were our lives before? Hmm? Who were we?
That's crazy talk.
You're not ****ing listening to me, man! Who the hell are we? What are we doing here? Sometimes I want to get chomped and I want to be chomped forever.
You know what you need? A lap around the maze! We'll even go through the little portal thingies.
