A conversation with the past. (1 min 46 sec)
“Um, but you’re…"
"Gone? Not really. As long as you keep talking about me, I’m not truly gone. As long as you speak my name, I’ll continue to haunt you. The past isn’t simply erased by the passage of time."
"No, it’s impossible."
"Nothing’s impossible. Some things are just less likely than others, that’s all."
"It’s you. It’s really you."
"Yep, it's me, known to my friends as 'The Already Gone.' I know it’s a shock, but hey, you called me, I didn’t call you."
"Oh, well. I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just fooling around."
"I understand, you were just reminiscing. Is that it? You like to summon up the past but not relive it. Deep down, you know you’re flawed. Deep down, you feel second-rate."
"Now, wait a minute, Buster."
"Are you more afraid of the past or the present? Which is it? Look, I’ve come a long way, mister, and I'm not someone to be toyed with. Do you want the past or the present? Make up your mind, you can't have both."
"Well, you can't find what you need lurking in the past."
"Alright, 'The Already Gone,' or whatever you call yourself, I’ll show you. You're just like a big balloon waiting for someone to pop it with a needle."