At a certain R.P.M., there's only one way for blood to leave your body, and that's through your eyeballs. That means you're dead.
“I found I wasn't asking good enough questions because I assumed I knew something. I would box them into a corner with a badly formed question, and they didn't know how to get out of it. Now, I let them take me through it step by step, and I listen.”
“I'm not Sammy Glick. I've never killed anyone. I don't have to. I'm too talented.”