Right. There's a ladder. Why can't we just go into a room with a door like normal people for once? [ He huffs, giving up on calming down. It's not happening. ]
I don't blame you for the dreams Kitty, but there's always something. I can't- I can't be jerked around by you anymore. First there was nothing going on with Tyki and then nothing was going on with Jack and now nothing is going on with Chekov — and I believe that but don't you think you could've told me about this in a better way? [ Any other way. ] It's not about what happens here, it's about how you handle it.
Just- think back on this conversation just now. If you'd told me this over a cup of coffee instead of painting it out to... to look like you're leaving me for someone else-