It's only that one spot you need armoured too - the one the bullet hits.

Ooh, the piggies have learned to saunter up staircases. I didn't think you could do that with hooves. But - her you are.

René, you're a man with a fork in a world of soup.

Ancient Reptilian Brain: There is nothing. Only warm, primordial blackness. Your conscience ferments in it - no largher than a single grain of malt. You don't have to do anything anymore.
Ever.
Never ever.

Player: Never ever ever?

If ther ever was such a thing as an ugly kid, then this is it. He's almost exquisite in his ugliness. Like a gremlin.