| Jonah: | Imagine you threw yourself from here, all right? Your, your wife leaves you, your stocks bottom out, Beatles break up. |
| Dakota: | You know that already happened, right? |
| Jonah: | Yeah, whatever. So, imagine you take it upon yourself to jump. |
| Dakota: | Okay. |
| Jonah: | On the way down, which way would you rather be facing? |
| Dakota: | You're a weird guy. |
| Jonah: | I get that. No, but really, I mean, would you rather be looking back up at the sky, no idea when the end is gonna hit? Or would you rather go face-first, aware of the moment when everything cuts to black, knowing that this second is your last? |
| Dakota: | Face-up. |
| Jonah: | Face-up? |
| Dakota: | Yeah, just kick back and enjoy the ride. |
| Jonah: | I'd want to see it coming. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'd want to see it coming. |