all he knew as he walked was that he hurt . i could tell he was trying to run to me , but it looked like he was moving through tar . `` why do n't you come on down to the shop ? they could never be more than master and servant . i want you out of my life today . should their records be allowed to stand ? `` security guards might not stop him . but no matter how many times i asked him about that , he never would explain himself . 