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| Aren't you a little old to be visiting Santa? | |
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| The last time you told me whether I was naughty or nice was when I was six years old. I've gone eight decades without a moral report card and now I have no idea where I stand! | |
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| I'll probably die soon and I need to know where I'm going. Should I spend my remaining time in a flurry of virtuous activity? | |
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| Honestly, man, at this point what could you do to change course? To overturn a lifetime of good or bad acts? | |
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| I could tell the police where those kids' bodies are buried. That'd probably count for something. | |
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