I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.
I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.
I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.
I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.
I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am.
Thor: Hey, let’s do “Get Help.” Loki: What? Thor: “Get Help.” Loki: No. Thor: Come on, you love it. Loki: I hate it. Thor: It’s great. It works every time. Loki: It’s humiliating. Thor: Do you have a better plan? Loki: No. Thor: We’re doing it. Loki: We are not doing “Get Help.” [we see Thor carrying Loki out of the elevator] Thor: Get help! Please! My brother, he’s dying. Get help! Help him! [as the guards approach them, Thor throws Loki at them, knocking them down] Thor: Classic. Loki: Still hate it. It’s humiliating. Thor: Not for me, it’s not.
Comments
Loki: What?
Thor: “Get Help.”
Loki: No.
Thor: Come on, you love it.
Loki: I hate it.
Thor: It’s great. It works every time.
Loki: It’s humiliating.
Thor: Do you have a better plan?
Loki: No.
Thor: We’re doing it.
Loki: We are not doing “Get Help.”
[we see Thor carrying Loki out of the elevator]
Thor: Get help! Please! My brother, he’s dying. Get help! Help him!
[as the guards approach them, Thor throws Loki at them, knocking them down]
Thor: Classic.
Loki: Still hate it. It’s humiliating.
Thor: Not for me, it’s not.