Corpo or not, without chrome we all look like the same idiotic, bullet-riddled sacks of meat.

V: Nice ride. Lots of space. Practical.
Panam: Say no more. Please.
V: How the hell'd you land in this mess?
Panam: I liked the color. The air freshener and booster seat came extra.
V: You know I don't mean the car.

He quenches his thirst at the watering hole. While waiting for your arrival, he takes shelter in the shade of the cherry blossoms. The fox is cautious. It shall emerge when it is sure that the water was not poisoned.

Didn't go through hell and back just to stand in front of a door.

Now, as that ol' Greek dawg says, life's a banquet - so don't go thirsty, but don't get drunk, either.