Axe: Hey, it's me. I went to Terry's bar. The memories came flooding back. Us there at the beginning, right after I got struck by the thunderbolt like Michael with Apollonia. And I was thinking about all that rail shit we used to drink, but we were already drunk from being with each other, so we didn't care. And then I flipped totally to the other extreme. To Paris. That rainy night. We wouldn't get out of bed even though the iPod was playing With or Without You on repeat, and so we ended up listening to it all night.
The Godfather, again. And, er, U2.