I'm beginnin' t'think this place isn't as fantastic as I thought it was.
[He takes a long drag off his cigarette and pauses. His voice is weary again, hoarse.] I had t'bar the door, just t'keep whatever's out there from comin' in here. Seems my past decided t'catch up with me, and I've got a Sister followin' me around, and...
Sofia Goddamned Lamb is here. Sayin' it probably doesn't mean much t'you, out there, but ... This woman is the reason I died. She's the reason I've got t'keep smokin' cigarettes like I'm goin' t'die without 'em - which, again, doesn't sound like much.. [sounds quite shaken] Trust me. My end wasn't nice, and this woman is the reason why. Everyone who can hear the sound'a my voice: stay away from Sofia Lamb.
Enough about that - don't know if any'a you've been down to Jack Ryan's room, but he's got a few puppies still, I think, t'give away. If anyone's interested, just pop on down, he's got t'get rid of 'em somehow.