“I prepare for the noble war. I’m calm, I know the secret. I know what’s coming and I know no one can stop me, including myself. I kill people I like. […] It’s a filthy world we live in. It’s a filthy goddamn helpless world. […] I’m helping to take them somewhere clean, and kind. The world is a filthy place, it’s a filthy goddamned horror show. There’s so much pain, you know? There’s so much… There is something about all that blood, I drown in it. The Indians believed that the blood holds all the bad spirits. And once a month in ceremonies they would cut themselves to let the spirits go free. Now there is something smart about that, very smart. […] You think I’m crazy?”