Jiro talks to a ghost.

—Jiro—
...
Really don't feel like helping you right now
You're lost? Where do you need to go?

???
* I... um, I don't really remember...

—Jiro—
...
Of course you don't
How do you expect me to help you if you can't even remember where you're going
Maybe there's something I can do to jog your memory?

???
* No, no, it's fine.
* I can't really expect you to help me if I can't even remember where I'm going.

Jiro is a little surprised!

???
* Thanks for trying, I guess.
* The last time I tried to talk to someone around here she just attacked me.
* So you're doing better than her. Dickhead.

They both look out over the water.

???
* Being dead sucks, man.
* Everything's so hazy. Can't remember how I got here. Can't remember where I was going.
* Can't even remember how I died.
* I was probably sad and alone, though. Maybe while I was whacking off.
* That'd be on brand for me...

—Jiro—
...
It's like looking in a mirror
Do you remember your name?
Better sad and alone than around people you hate

Sam
* I'm Sam.
* What about you?

—Jiro—
...
Jiro. My name is Jiro.
Don't get attached, now

Sam
* Nice to meet you, Jiro.
* How's your life going?

Jiro smiles sadly as he looks off into the middle distance.

—Jiro—
It's going bad, Sam. It's going really, really bad.

Sam
* Right on, brother.
* Here's to being a miserable bastard.

A pillar of flame erupts in the distance behind Jiro, startling him.

Sam
* Was that an explosion...?

—Jiro—
...
It's fine. It's fine. Don't even worry about it.
Oh no no no no
I have to go. I really have to go.
Five minutes! Please!

Sam
* It's alright, man. Don't worry about it.
* I wasted enough of your time already...

—Jiro—
...
On second thought, maybe it'll sort itself out! Ha ha ha ha ha
I'm so sorry
Get used to that feeling of betrayal, you'll get it a lot hanging around me
I'll be right back. I promise.

Jiro scampers back up to town with a worried expression.