I’ve recently decided to freeze myself to -273℃. My friends think I’ll die, but I’ll be 0K.
I see what you did there. Very cool.
I THINK NOT
Rose: LOOK, a shooting star!
Jack: It was a long one. You know, my Pop’s used to tell me, every time he saw one, it was a soul going to heaven.
Rose: I like that. Are we supposed to wish on it?
Jack: Why? What would you wish for?
Rose: Something I can’t have.