"What really happened? What really happens next?"
"That bird starts singing, you think about how big and inescapable the house and the business are, and how hard it seems to change any of it. Then it all changes, like everything else."
"What is this? Zen Buddhism?"
"No. Twenty tons of TNT. This is what it feels like."
Never a judge; a witness instead. And believe me that's a harder job.