Когда я забуду

... It's... like a giant strobe light, burning right through my eyes... but somehow I can still see. Look, you know the dream's the same every night, why do I have to -- The children look like burnt paper... black, not moving. Then the blast wave hits them and they fly apart like leaves... It 's not just a dream. Anybody! Now you think your're safe and alive. ...you're already dead. Everybody, him, you... you're dead already! (.....) You're the one living in a fuckin' dream, Silberman! 'Couse I know it happens. It happens!