Troy:My parents got divorced when I was five years old, and I saw my father about three times a year after that. And when he found out that he had cancer, he decided to bring me here and gives me this big pink seashell, and he says to me, "Son, the answers are inside of this." And I'm all like "What?" But then I realize that the shell is empty. There's no point to any of this. It's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know... a Quarter-Pounder with cheese, those are good. The sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain. The moment where your laughter become a cackle... and I... I sit back, and I smoke my Camel Straights, and I ride my own melt.