Look, I realize we haven't always seen, uh, eye to eye. I know I've lied to you. I've let you down and disappointed you time and time again. To your ever-loving dismay, I've made promises and failed to keep them. Repeatedly. I keep promising to change. To pay more attention to you. To be more careful. Still I haven't. You're still waiting.

I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry. What else do you want me to say?

You're no prize yourself, you know? You're difficult to live with. You're uncooperative and stubborn. Sometimes, I think just to be contrary, when I say "left" you go right.