You talk about what I need! You're right! I don't need you! I don't need Blanca! I don't need Eiji! Even if I was alone, I wouldn't be slitting my wrists right now!

[ Finally, he snaps. ]

I could push it down and keep working! I've done it before! But pick a fucking standard, Max! You talk about wanting me to do more than survive day or day and then mock the idea that I'd need something after this!

[ It hurts. He's pissed. It hurts. ]

Am I not needing the right things?!