ARCTOR (V.O.)
        The pain, so unexpected and undeserved, had for
	some reason cleared away the cobwebs.  I realized I
        didn't hate the cabinet door.  I hated my life, my
        house, my family, my back yard, my power mower.
        Nothing would ever change.  Nothing new could ever
        be expected.  It had to end, and it did.
		Now in the dark world where I dwell, ugly
        things and surprising things and sometimes little
        wondrous things spill out at me constantly, and I
        can count on nothing.

		-- A Scanner Darkly (2006)