Bill: You think death favors you, that it brought you back. But death's decisions are final. It's only the living are inconstant, they waver, don't know who they are or what they want. Death is always true. You haven't known a true thing in all your life. You think you know death, but you don't.
Craddock: Is that so?
Bill: You didn't recognize him sittin' across from you this whole time.