Jimmy Markum

— So, Jimmy... when was the last time you saw Dave?
— The last time I saw Dave.
— Yeah. Dave Boyle.
— Dave Boyle.
— Yeah, Jimmy. Dave Boyle.
— That was 25 years ago, going up this street in the back of that car.

Sometimes I think... I think all three of us got in that car. And all of this is just a dream, you know? A dream, sure. In reality... we're still 11-year-old boys locked in a cellar... imagining what our lives would have been if we'd escaped.