Form and Void

True Detective 1×8

& Rust: L’chaim, fatass.

& Rust: There you go. Everybody’s got a choice.

& Rust: I never told you how to live your life, Marty...
    Marty: No, no, no, you just sat in judgment.
    Rust: Look, as sentient meat, however illusory our identities are, we craft those identities by making value judgments. Everybody judges, all the time. Now, you got a problem with that, you’re living wrong.
    Marty: .... What’s “scented meat”?

& Det. Papania: You sound like Cohle.

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& Marty: Everybody has a phone. Where’s yours?

& Marty: I’ll come back by tomorrow, buddy.
    Rust: Why?
    Marty: Don’t ever change, man.

& Rust: Ah, I shouldn’t even fuckin’ be here, Marty.
    Marty: I believe “no shit” is the proper response to that observation.

& Rust: It’s just one story. The oldest.
    Marty: What’s that?
    Rust: Light versus dark.

& Rust: You know, you’re looking at it wrong, the... sky thing.
    Marty: How is that?
    Rust: Well, once, there was only dark. If you ask me, the light’s winning.

Young Men Dead by The Black Angels

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Σ T'was darn good.