Ja vidim pokret, gospodine Jericho, u beskrajnoj rundi... od jednog štićenog muškarca do drugog... zauvek, kome je rečeno da šta sam ja i ko sam ja nije dozvoljeno da se zna.
I seem to move, Mr Jericho, in an endless round... from one patronizing male to another... forever being told what I am and what I am not allowed to know.