Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.
- Horace
You've told your friends. I can tell, there's a difference in the way they look at me now. Like I'm a ticking time bomb, ready to go off. I guess you could say they're right. Ticking away…. I suppose forewarned is forearmed, but they don't know one important thing. When. Soon, before they're ready? Later, after they're lulled by my inaction?
If you think you can prevent this, you've got another thing coming. I've got tricks up my sleeves you've never imagined. I spend my nights dreaming of the things I'll do to you; nothing we've ever done before will come close. That was for pleasure, this is for pain. Well, your pain, my pleasure. I only brought a few of my … toys aboard, but I'll raid the supply stores for a few substitutions.
You're mine, Malcolm; nothing you can do is going to change that. I'm watching you, waiting. They say that's the hardest, the waiting, but I've learned patience. Those long years we were apart, that's all I did. Waited. Patiently. I knew something would finally bring us together, and it did. Because we're meant to be together.
You're mine, Malcolm, and you will never get away again.
Beware the fury of a patient man. – John Dryden
