he trotted over to the door , pulled his lead down from where it hung on the doorknob , and brought it over to me . the girl , that f**king whore 's voice , was soaring out of the room , whispering sweet nothings to him . it 's on one of the shelves in the back of the hangar . was it the same for you ? '' he got it looking as neat as he could , and then he left it alone and walked away . its just beyond that boat floating down the glimmering river . 