Commenter Of The Day: What Reference To Make? Edition

Not get all meta on you but I'm a little tired so I can't quite think of what reference I want to make to GV_Goat's worthy COTD from today's post on Ralliart's closing. The obvious one, given the Atreyu shiz, is The Neverending Story but it's a bit on the nose and, honestly, I don't remember enough about it to give an answer without leaning on Wiki which, contrary to expectation, I try to do as irregularly as practical. There's also sort of a Dylan Thomas/fight against the dying of the late thing going on here but, I don't know, just not feeling it. G'mork is a werewolf, essentially, and I could make a reference to last week's great Community with a discussion of "Werewolves of London" but how many Warren Zevon COTDs can one person stand? Seriously, this is what I think about for at least ten minutes everyday. Okay, here's COTD.

As has happened many times in history, the beige grows stronger...

G'mork: I am G'mork. And you, whoever you are, can have the honor of being my last victim.
Atreyu: I will not die easily. I am a warrior!
G'mork: Ha! Brave warrior, then fight the Beige.
Atreyu: But I can't! I can't get beyond the boundaries of Motorsportsia!
[G'mork laughs and Atreyu gets a little angry]
Atreyu: What's so funny about that?
G'mork: Motorsportsia has no boundaries.
[laughs]
Atreyu: That's not true! You're lying.
G'mork: Foolish boy. Don't you know anything about Motorsportsia? It's the world of hoonage fantasy. Every gear, every control arm of it, is a piece of the dreams and hopes of hoons. Therefore, it has no boundaries.
Atreyu: But why is Motorsportsia dying, then?
G'mork: Because people have begun to lose their love of motorsports and forget their desire to hoon irresponsibly. So the Beige grows stronger.
Atreyu: What is the Beige?
G'mork: It's the emptiness that's left. It's like a despair, destroying the road. And I have been trying to help it.
Atreyu: But why?
G'mork: Because people who have no roads are easy to control; and whoever has the control... has the power!
Atreyu: Who are you, really?
G'mork: I am the servant of the power behind the Beige. I was sent to kill the only one who could have stopped the Beige. I lost him in the Swamps of Sadness. His name... was Wes Siler.
[the ground shakes again and Atreyu is knocked down. He grabs a knife shaped piece of broken stone and stands up, ready to fight]
Atreyu: If we're about to die anyway, I'd rather die fighting! Come for me, G'mork! *I* am Wes Siler!

Congrats, sorry you didn't get one really good reference, I hope three poorly conceived ones work for you. Also, why am I never the hero in these stories?