Hal: And I keep rolling it around in my head how much time do I have left? What have I done with my life? I mean, what is my contribution? You go home at night knowing that you have helped to make the world a better place by forging that thin blue line, and that is real, man. If I could just once feel that sense of accomplishment... Do you know how special you are? Do you? [places hand on sheriff's arm]
[cut to Hal standing in front of the sheriff reciting the alphabet backwards while touching his nose with alternating hands:]
Hal: Z... Y... X... W...