[ He's going to be here forever. He's going to be a permament statue addition to the library. They're gonna put him in a corner somewhere with a plaque, or maybe out on the roof where the pigeons will shit on him all day. This is his life now -- he's a statue. ]

I wouldn't know. I'm dumb, not lazy, remember?

[ And, although it's probably a waste of time: ]

You want to release me already?