"Allright?" Marshall repeated Sophia's words. "Just blew my best friends brains out an now I'm just layin' here next to his corpse?" He said. "Hell yeah I'm all right, I'm fantastic!" He said in a humorous tone - obviously drunk "Want some?!" He asked loudly, holding out the Whiskey bottle. "I mean... What are we doin'? Goin' to my house and then what? Goin' to the border?! Hell I wonder if the military is there! I wonder if there's any damn military at all... We're lost girl." He said, as he chuckled and took another drink of Whiskey.

"I don't think we're catching the drift that the fuckin' world is sending us! I mean... Surely if the national guard or military was still around they'd be like helpin' us out and doin' stuff. We've been in the dark since Pendleton and I mean, that place fell. Places like that [i]don't[/i] fall. Maybe... Maybe it's a sign that the whole world has fell! We can't be the only ones around!" He said as he took a drink. "Or maybe I'm just talking a bunch of shit" He laughed. "Don't you get it? Don't you see it the way [i]I[/i] see it? No body gonna' save us. No one ever comin'. Shit... No matter what, death always gonna' be there. Things always gettin' in the way." He said, as he took another drink. "The way I see it...?" He said and then spoke again in a humorous tone:

"[b]WE[/b] are [i]FUCKED![/i]"