[God? Just one? There's supposed to be lots. That's what he remembers. When the topic came up there was some kinda Thing for Everything just like you could make your own car out of any part you wanted. Nux stops, scratches at his neck. Wonders why Larry n' Barry have followed him to such a glorious place, but--]
Uh-- yeah. Yeah, all of them.
[All of them gods. The stranger isn't very enthusiastic. Why? He lets BEE slide down as his arms do, staring at her.]
You're very dead. [Nux nods at this, stated all factually.]
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Uh-- yeah. Yeah, all of them.
[All of them gods. The stranger isn't very enthusiastic. Why? He lets BEE slide down as his arms do, staring at her.]
You're very dead. [Nux nods at this, stated all factually.]