The little boy was trembling uncontrollably, ... His little legs were shaking so badly as to appear exaggerated. Yet, he was so scared that he was too scared to cry.

There's a fairly strong chance the vehicle made it out of the Maroon Creek area before we started looking for it.

Of course. Is that a stain on the rug? I'll get it. It's my life, and that's my purpose, that stain. Imagine.

You're some special kind of hostage, that's for sure. Maybe, well, do you think my purpose in life is to give myself up to the police? Do you think God wants me to spend the rest of my life paying for my sins?

That's great. I've had nothing but Skittles and human blood all day.

I thought Jesus talked better than that.