[It sounds so stupid and weak, the way he says it. He shuffles over to the bed and sits — no, lies down, covering his face with his hands so he can rub at his eyes for a moment.]
God. I thought Walter leaving would fix everything, and look at what the fuck happened.
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[Pause.]
Maybe. A little.
[It sounds so stupid and weak, the way he says it. He shuffles over to the bed and sits — no, lies down, covering his face with his hands so he can rub at his eyes for a moment.]
God. I thought Walter leaving would fix everything, and look at what the fuck happened.