This is my favorite part, when he was talking to the angels in Heaven, requesting more life...
Prior Walter: Still. Still bless me anyway. I want more life. I can't help myself. I do. I've lived through such terrible times and there are people who live through much worse. But you see them living anyway. When they're more spirit than body, more sores than skin, when they're burned and in agony, when flies lay eggs in the corners of the eyes of their children - they live. Death usually has to take life away. I don't know if that's just the animal. I don't know if it's not braver to die, but I recognize the habit; the addiction to being alive. So we live past hope. If I can find hope anywhere, that's it, that's the best I can do. It's so much not enough. It's so inadequate. But still bless me anyway. I want more life.
Breaks my heart, everytime I watch it.
Alex, you are in my prayers.
)and all of a sudden I heard Stephen literally shout in my ear. "Tracie! You are going the wrong way!" 
Now, I have several pots on the fire, and they are all about to boil over, so I'm not exactly sure which one is the "wrong" one. Guess I'll find out. But, must he be so cryptic?? 
