Passerby: Young friend, how far art thou traveling?
Cory: Me?
Passerby: Yes, thee.
Cory: Uh, well, I'm going to Philadelphia.
Passerby: Well, I'm going as far as That farmhouse there.
Cory: That farmhouse there?
Passerby: Yes. That farmhouse there.
Cory: I see. Well, I'm going to Philadelphia.
Passerby: Well, I could take you as far as, that farmhouse there.
Cory: And that's very nice of you. But maybe I'll just wait for some form of transportation that involves combustion.
Passerby: I understand. But if you change your mind, I'll be at, that farmhouse there.
Cory: Yes, but you see, if that's as far as you're going, then it does me no good.
Passerby: That is true. But my intent was just, and my heart is pure.
Cory: Also does me no good.