I mean, when my dad's not asking the maid for a neck-rub, he's telling me if I'm going to get emotional, I should do it in a closet because no one likes to see a hysterical woman.
You know what's weird? Donald Duck never wore pants. But whenever he's getting out of the shower, he always puts a towel around his waist.
— She doesn't really do apologies.
— Well, it's a coincidence. I don't do forgiveness.
— How can you side with them?
— I don't side with anyone. You pissed me off, I want you dead.
— Have you told him how you feel?
— Yes. Not out loud.
— We found the case. According to someone, the murderer has the case, and we found it in the hands of our favourite psychopath.
— Not a psychopath, I'm a high-functioning sociopath. Do your research.
But here's the point. You might find out that thing you hate so much, is the very same thing you miss when it's gone.
That's the thing about Damon. He doesn't get mad. He just gets even.
— He's got on with his life.
— What life? I've been away.
— There's a woman lying dead.
— Perfectly sound analysis, but I was hoping you'd go deeper.
Intelligence is a very valuable thing, innit, my friend? And usually it comes far too fucking late.