You do. I don't know about all that you'll live on in our hearts crap, but in the mind? That's different. Stories are important, ask thirty-three prior Walters. So if I'm living? The little pieces you tell me do too. I do believe that, sentimental as it may be.

[As long as he can close his eyes and hear the roar of midtown traffic, it can't quite be gone.]

...But don't you goddamn dare go back to sleep. I'll come up there and drain you.