Deadline at Dawn

June Goth:
You see, son, it's all right to live in a cocoon like this if you expect to be a butterfly some day. Otherwise...

June Goth:
Call me June. It rhymes with moon.

June Goth:
If you hear a peculiar noise, it's my skin creeping.

June Goth:
This is New York. Where hello means goodbye.

The logic there is, is there is no logic. The horror and terror you feel comes from being alive. Die and there is no trouble. Live and you struggle. At your age I think it’s beautiful to struggle for the human possibilities.

Not to say I hate the sun because it doesn’t light my cigarette .

You’re so young June. Love is waiting outside any door you open.