In the midst of the Titanic disaster, Alex is calm, cool and collected, his shades on, surveying the scene around him, as serene as a woodland pond on a windless July morning. He is certainly the epitome of cool, and a beacon of hope to those around him.
Dammit! Where is my gelding knife when I really need it? You stay put DW, I'll be back in a few minutes. By the way, have you been to see our daughter yet? She takes after you. You also owe a lot of back child support. Pay up, asshole!