In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. – King Richard II – William Shakespeare
Damn it Malcolm! You've been a very bad boy. Now I'm getting mad. Those codes you've got covering security are some of the best I've seen. Did you get that Vulcan bitch to help you write them? That Chief Engineer of ours couldn't have done it, the only thing thicker than his accent is his head.
This isn't going to stop me; it only makes my job a little more difficult. I'm not letting you go, Malcolm. I'm moving up my plans. I can't allow you to think these pathetic attempts are going to make any difference, that you'll be able to make a life without me.
Before you were just confused; you just thought you needed some space to think. But this is out-and-out defiance. You are not getting away from me, Malcolm. Your friends can't be with you all the time. You want to drag them into this? Fine. If I have to, I'll deal with them too.
You need to be taught a lesson, Malcolm. You can't get away from me … we'll be together, always together … my sweet, shy Malcolm … come back to me, Malcolm …
… you're mine, Malcolm … in life and in death, all mine.
Where does the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blending enter into the other. So with sanity and insanity. - Herman Melville
