The Wayward Sun

Hahn:
Say, we got any candy corn left back there?

Chaz:
Nah man, you ate that all before we even got into Mexico.

Hahn:
That's right... Shoot. Yeah... I never bring enough.

Chaz:
Enough what?

Hahn:
Candy corn.

Chaz:
Okay. Oh well.

Wren:
Where are we?

Chaz:
I'm trying to figure that out.

Chaz:
How 'bout a joke?

Wren:
Let's hear it.

Chaz:
What do you call a buffalo with two sons?

Chaz:
A bison.

Wren:
That's funny.

Chaz:
It's pretty funny.

Wren:
We're lost. The compass is wrong, I have no idea where we are. It says that's north.

Wren:
We're gonna have to climb that mountain way out there in the morning to see where we are. Do you know which one I mean?

Chaz:
That big one that's shaped like a tombstone?

Wren:
Yeah. I'd rather not think of it that way though.

Wren:
Life sure is tough. The way people come and go, it's heart-breaking.

Wren:
We followed a road to a dead body. We weren't at the end before, we were just as far as they covered their tracks.

Chaz:
You know, if you think about it, doctors are kinda like the gatekeepers between life and death. Takes a special kind of person to do that. To stand at the gates as the last chance some person has at living. I don't think I could do that. I don't think I could be a gatekeeper.

The Cactus:
And so, really, what separates me, a cactus, from you? Will we not both be forgotten?

Wren:
I think you're really beautiful.

Rika:
[ laughter ]

Wren:
I know you're not real, but thanks for sitting with me.