Locks or no locks, you're not going to cage me in.

She got me to crack open the window to my soul, and I really don't want to slam it down on her fingers just yet.

Movement means freedom. That's what life's all about.

She's an adversary, but undeniably an equal. Maybe she can bring me back from the beyond. If anyone can do it, I'm beginning to realize it could be her. Like she said, all I have to do is try.

You saw where I come from. No matter what I do or how I act, I'll always be the scum of the earth. I am who I am, and there's nothing you or anybody else can do to change that.

I can't give up on anyone either, even someone who's burned every bridge like Drake Schultz. Getting him to deal with his insecurities and whatever it is he's trying to hide. It's this never-ending cycle of self-hatred that I have to address before I can even think about doing anything else with him. I have to put him to the test. Just how far gone is he? How good of a liar has he become?

I've lied all my life. I'm just now learning how to tell the truth, and I'm not going to start playing games again, especially not with you.

That's just it. What if I can't protect you? I'll be outnumbered, outgunned. What if I can't get you out of there?

Stiff, huh? I think seeing you roll around on the floor in that tight little outfit accomplished that.

So you're saying your kissing me back was just a pity thing? Because it sure didn't feel that way to me.

I have nothing to make me feel good, except for you. The last thing I want to do is turn you into my new drug of choice.