Duty and obligation. It's what keeps me where I am. I've got to live a little first. Before it kills me. And it will. I remember the first time I hit London's Underground. King's Cross.
'scuse me sir. 'r the clay pigeons flyin this away? No fella. That there's the spectator stand right there. You need to turn about afore y fire that thing. Obliged, mister.
