
Justin: Shit. Are you all right? Tell me you’re all right!
Brian: I’m all right!
Justin: You’re not all right!
Brian: Then what the hell are you asking me for?
Justin: So I can tell you what a mother****ing piece of shit you are for not telling me, for
shutting me out, for thinking that you could handle this on your own and most of all for
thinking that I would leave you! Why would you think that? ‘Cause you had a ball removed?
‘Cause you’re no longer perfect? Well, believe me, Mr Kinney, that is the least of your
imperfections. And if I wanted to leave you, I’ve had better reasons, plenty of them!
Brian: Maybe you should have.
Justin: Yeah, maybe you’re right. But I thought we had a commitment, and I plan to stand by
it. Now get your ass back in bed, you son of a bitch!… And eat some ****ing chicken soup