everything i wanted in life was crumbling apart and i did n't even have a basket to put the pieces in . i watched my mother telling my aunt everything she knew . m. said coldly , `` what would 007 get for this morning 's bit of work ? 's pouty little lips and pretty eyes right now . did n't you drop me off like ... um , twenty minutes ago ? '' `` it is hard for the living to bear a cold spot , '' he said . 