You mean I was. You think I don't know that? [He straightens out his shirt where Petre grabbed him, his own expression nothing but mild distaste.] If I didn't know that by now, I never would've told you all this.

But it's got no power for you anymore. You can't win with any of this. Like I said, we both lose - but maybe dragging me down with you is enough now. Maybe that'll be your new angle, we both fucked up beyond all recognition, we really are made for one another. Anything that might work, right?