I don’t think you’re taking this entirely seriously. Anyway, there isn’t any evil here. That’s what I don’t understand. There’s just love.

(a pause)

It’s hard to describe it. Something or someone loves this place. Loves every inch of it so powerfully that it shields and protects it. A deep-down, huge, fierce love. How can the end of the world start in a place like this? This is the kind of town you’d want to raise your kids in. It’s a kids’ paradise. You should see the local kids. They’re unreal! Right out of the Boy’s Own Paper! All scabby knees and ‘brilliant!’ and bulls-eyes-