i have some business at the hotel . as if i was waking from a long crazy dream . i did n't think myself better than him - well , than everyone - because of what i could do . but my instinct tells me we should wait . `` are you sure you did n't get cut with all this glass ? '' what i want is your son and i want him now . '' right now i feel as if i 'm a ride on pony outside the grocery store . 