it dont make no sense and he stops for a second but it must be done and then he pulls his jacket off a stool and says tell you what , young richardson , why dont i go up there with you this one time and teach how to not fall off the boat and you put your smoke out in the butt can and say you got to go and then walk out on the balcony high above the black water and remember some poem from the ninth grade into the valley of death rose the six hundred [ 108 ] and you cant figure out why .