We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember "
saying something like:

Frankly, m'dear, I just don't give a damn.

I gave a **** for years, when all around me others were guzzling it up
like it was going out of fashion.
**** them all. The major problem - the ONLY problem is six+ billion of
us ****ers. Six billion greedy selfish thoughtless *******s.
**** the lot of them.

"You had no alternative, Your Eminence. We must work in the world. The
world is thus."
" No, Señor Hontar. Thus have we made the world... thus have I made
it."

Ah, The Mission, thought it rang a bell. Haven't seen that for years.