It's God's plan.
- Shut up about God. I'm sick of hearing about God. This whole trip was based on the idea that Mother Abagail knew what she was talking about.
- It's not right. It's not right. This isn't God's will or God's plan. It's a washout.
Listen. When we came on this trip, we put our lives in the hands of Mother Abagail's God. Now, that hasn't changed. If He wants me to eat, He'll send food. If He wants me to drink, He'll send rain. It's His business.
Mother also used to say, "All things serve the will of God." Maybe that goes for big, dumb dogs too.
Mr. Dorgan, even a man of your apparently limited intelligence should be able to see
that your experiences with a few battered babies and drug abusers doesn't justify your embrace of a monster.
I can't help thinking, what did we all do this for? Why?
-You propose nothing in the sight of God.