:39:02
I was an angel of death.
:39:04
Now, I die every day
when I have the cash.
:39:10
Enough about me.
You must be scared.
:39:17
What if you lose?
:39:21
You must be scared you might
become like me, right?
:39:26
Yes.
:40:40
My dying memory
is being in your arms.
:40:47
I remember slipping away
and thinking,
:40:51
God, how lucky I was
to hold you one last time.
:40:56
But... I kept slipping...