In these weeks, Frank is young again. He stops forgetting where he put his glasses because his mind is filled with floor plans and getaway routes. He talks to the Robot, not as a machine, but as a partner. He tells it about the thrill of the "click" when a tumbler falls into place.
“Fine,” Frank says, his voice cracking. “But if I’m going to stay sane, I need a project. I need to feel like I’m still the man who could crack a safe in three minutes flat.” Robot & Frank
“Exactly,” Frank says, a predatory grin spreading across his face. In these weeks, Frank is young again