"How I knew them? Let's not talk abou that. Let's talk about something pleasant, like the fact that the law is now in serious toruble with the law." Darranak had his hand scratching his head, but he was really really to use his cable to get out of here if it got hariy again. These people didn't need him for this, and it wasn't that fun either.
"The beauty and genius of a work of film
may be reconceived, though its first material expression be destroyed; a vanished fiction
may yet again inspire the screenplay-writer
; but when the last individual of a race of living directors, of artists,
breathes no more, another heaven and another earth must pass before such a one can be again." -William Beebe, modified in memorial of the twentieth century
Su'cuy, vod, kar'laylirdarasuum me'suum!
Star Wars: The Plastic Director's Cut!