I had to...focus, not to break into song, not that I think I can control it much longer. Alone. That's what I want. Not the loft, not anywhere we've been before. Just...you and me. No one else around.
Sometimes..I do. Not hurt you. Not like that. I never want to strike you. But I'm still dealing with..impulses.
I'm sorry, Claire. I love you...I couldn't be without you.