[Raylan inhaled with a smile, catching it up in his fingers to withdraw it from his lips with an exhale.] Still my favorite trick. [Would probably always be his favorite trick, but he was a simple man.

Alright, Raylan didn't know what immolated meant at its core, but he was smart enough to figure out that it had something to do with combustion.

Yeah. He was glad for both the cigarette and the booze between his knees at that story.]

I'm sorry for Chas and his daughter.. Couldn't imagine what kinda levels of mad I'd go, in the same position.

I'm gettin' the picture that your life is kinda shit, for all the good you do. And I know askin' this is probably not gonna work but what the hell. Let me worry about my choices, huh? I'm not an idiot. I don't think you're bullshittin' or exaggeratin'. And I still don't care. We ain't got a lot here. Here doesn't have to be like there. Shit, you comin' back to life proves that, doesn't it?