[Goddamnit. He didn't wanna actually up and haul his tailbone outta bed for this. Didn't even really wanna start walkin'. The past few days have been busy, real busy, and he's just - he's tired, all right?]

Buddy, I'm about as real as the thing behind you is. Which is, uh, which is to say - really real.

[He ain't runnin'. Why isn't he running?

His tone sharpens almost imperceptibly with a warning.]

Seriously, pal. Start walkin'. Get outta there.