You know, I never liked you. But I tolerated you, because I had to, because you were my superior, and I was afraid of you. I mean I saw how twisted you were. But now I see you for you for who you really are, you are a weak pathetic man. You know what, you’re right, I’m not cut out for this, but I am thinking about my son. I want Mitchell to look up to me, to be proud of his dad, which is why, no matter what you do to me… I’ll never help you.