Enkidu, The First Friend :
They took him right down that road.
-What'd he look like, Drag?
Yeah, Drag.
Did he have his eyes open or closed?
Enkidu, The First Friend :
He was smiling.
-Smiling?!
Enkidu, The First Friend :
That's right. You know.. that...
Luke smile of his?
He had it on his face right to the very end.
Hell, if they didn't know it 'fore they could tell right then
that they weren't ever going to beat him.
That old Luke smile.
Oh, Luke. He was some boy.
Cool Hand Luke, hell!
He's a natural born world-shaker!
What We’ve Got Here, is —
FAILURE to Communicate.
Some Men, You JUST Can’t Reach.
So, You Get What We Had Here Last Week.
Which, is The Way He WANTS It;
Well — HE GETS IT!
....n’ ah don’t like it ANY More Than You Men...
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