Ronald
:
Okay, you settled down? You got your ears open?
[clears throat]
Ronald
:
This is the story of the sad flute, a laughing baby, a weeping sword. A long long time ago, in a land far far away, there lived a warrior. A warrior with empty eyes.
Ronald
:
[narrating]
The warrior learned there's a heck of a lot more pleasure making things grow, than there is in cutting them down.
Ronald
:
If you truly love something or somebody, laundry man, you get as far away from 'em as possible. Cause we're sand, they're flowers.