Samson went back to bed, not much hair left on his head. He ate a slice of Wonder Bread, and went right back to bed. And the history books forgot about us, and the Bible didn't mention us. And the Bible didn't mention us, not even once. You are my sweetest downfall. I loved you first. I loved you first. Beneath, the stars came falling on our heads. But they're just old light. They're just old light. Your hair was long when we first met.

You wanted your file, I found you your file. You wanted out, I got you out. You needed money, I found you some. I'm fucking consistent. I told you the truth. I didn't write it down in a fucking book. I told you to your face. And I told Daisy to her face -- what everybody knew and wouldn't say, and she killed herself. And I played the fucking villain, just like you wanted.

We both know that this notion of human equality perpetuates medi- ocrity. But we're not mediocre, are we, Miss Parker? We're independent, and independence.. That's a priv- ilege of the strong. Tell me, Miss Parker, how strong are you?

Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.