You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand o — Paul Hoffman
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You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand on it. Then I'd be taller.

— Paul Hoffman
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