Good Night. And, Good Luck.

It's my turn ... to luck out.

If I could eat whatever I wanted every day, I would have Domino's pizza with pasta carbonara inside every slice. And at night, I would have Neapolitan ice cream until I felt absolutely toxic. And then I would drift off telling myself, 'It's going to be O.K... It's going to be O.K. you're going to train in the morning.'

Good Night and Good Luck,

that's what they'd say as they [went underground], 'Good night, and good luck.'

Good night, and good luck.