âEnd it? This? You not knowing whatâs real, the paint slowly peeling off your walls, come on, man, this is the sweet spot! Why would I end it? Not like we got HBO in the Pit. All I got is you, floating over the coals with half a hope that youâre gonna figure it all out. Thereâs only one way to figure it out, Sam. Itâs up to you. It ends when you canât take it anymore.â















