Narrator -In my job, I’m always finding humans do their best. And their worst. I see their ugliness and their beauty and I wonder how a same thing could be both.

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I have seen a great many things. I’ve attempted of all the world’s disasters and worked for the greatest vilains. And I’ve seen the greatest wonders. But it’s still like I said it was. No one lives forever.

Rudy -I’m not ready. I want to grow up before I die.

Liesle -So did my brother.

Liesle -You said you’re not going anywhere. You promised.

Liesle -What does it says ?

Max -"Kissy" ? Write. In my religion, we’re taught that every living thing, every leaf, every bird is only alive because it contains the secret word for life. It’s the only difference between us and a lump of clay. Words are life, Liesel.

Max -Make the words yours. If your eyes could speak, what would they say ?

Liesle -It’s a pale day … ?

Max -Pale. Good. Go on.

Liesle -Everything is hide beyind the clouds. And the sun doesn’t look like the sun.

Max-What does it looks like ?

Liesle-A silver oyster ?

Max -Thank you. I saw that.