[Guy takes the glass and smells it first. It's been a long time since he's had whiskey, but the liquor is inviting.]
Madness. Secrecy. It all makes it very hard to keep people close. But that's it, isn't it? It's very hard to trust people, and madness and secrecy and what I do sometimes require it all. It's very hard to be lonely, but personal desires for keeping people close have to be placed aside for things like that.
[When you have the information that can keep soldiers from dying, or perhaps the information that sees to it that a score of unsuspecting Nazi's die, when you're bearing the broken codes of Enigma or America's progress on the Manhattan project in order to help Russia build an atomic bomb... it's hard to justify risking it to fill a temporarily lonely spaces.
He raises his glass.]
To mad bastards, good company, and the eradication of loneliness so long as we're here.
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Madness. Secrecy. It all makes it very hard to keep people close. But that's it, isn't it? It's very hard to trust people, and madness and secrecy and what I do sometimes require it all. It's very hard to be lonely, but personal desires for keeping people close have to be placed aside for things like that.
[When you have the information that can keep soldiers from dying, or perhaps the information that sees to it that a score of unsuspecting Nazi's die, when you're bearing the broken codes of Enigma or America's progress on the Manhattan project in order to help Russia build an atomic bomb... it's hard to justify risking it to fill a temporarily lonely spaces.
He raises his glass.]
To mad bastards, good company, and the eradication of loneliness so long as we're here.