Listen, you crazy fucks: you’re not allowed to die, either.
However, as both of you have lived your entire lives in ways that would have killed normal men a dozen times over, I can offer no advice on how to accomplish your task.
Keep on keepin’ on, I suppose.
Please stop doing this: it’s weird.
I’ll stop when Mickey stops wearing espadrilles.
Oh, he is, isn’t he? Dammit, Mickey.