After your bad behaviour, you will be punished.

We would tease him about the countless hours he would spend soaking in suntan lotion as he lay on the same exact spot along the pool. How long were you in heaven this morning? my mother would ask. Two straight hours. But I plan to return early this afternoon for a much longer aprication.

The tape was the piece of evidence that assured Cohle that this grand conspiracy wasn't all in his head.

I've been suffering your insults for years.