"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes is the answer to your question."
"What question?"
"Oh, Bill, come on. The question. The question you've been asking yourself with increasing regularity, at the odd moment, panting for breath when you sit up in bed late at night. The question that is in the back of your throat, choking the blood to your brain, ringing in your ears over and over as you put it to yourself."
"Oh. The question…….."
"Yes, Bill, the question."
"Am I going to die?"
"Yes."
From "Meet Joe Black"
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