that's what it really comes down to, doesn't it. except you're the one who doesn't have the confidence in me.
right, i forgot how much you hate being called out for the shit you've done. you know what? fuck you. i'll find the info out myself. i've always been a better detective than you anyway.
[ there's no way he could leave it at that, so, after typing, deleting, with the damning three dots popping up and disappearing over and over again, he sends another text. ]
Look. I never said I was perfect. I wanna have confidence in you but you pull shit like this and remind me why it's so fucking hard in the first place. I think about those street kids and all I see is you and it reminds me of how fucked up I was when I thought you were gone forever. I can't have that. So I told you. Thought for once, we could be on the same page.
don't think you've got any control over letting it happen or not.
don't need your confidence in me, dick. been doing just fine without it all this time. instead of thinking about how fucked up you were, maybe you should think about how much you fucked up instead. we're never gonna be on the same page until you get your head outta your ass and realize what needs to be done.
Alright, I get it. I fucked up, alright? And I can't seem to stop when it comes to you. I fucked up when you died and I keep fucking up. Can't even get you to work with me on one single thing. You keep acting like this is what I wanted. But I don't. I fucking hate that we're like this and I hate that you think I want it like this.
[ big sigh, but Jay has a point. has more than a point sometimes and he knows that Jason's not the only one who's stupidly stubborn here. they all are. but maybe he needs to take a step back.
here. a link that can be decrypted with a retina scanner. the images. the videos. ]
Listen to me. This isn't your fault. They don't deserve this and neither do you. Take it easy. I'm here for you. All you have to do is call. [ just don't tell him how. ]
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right, i forgot how much you hate being called out for the shit you've done. you know what? fuck you. i'll find the info out myself. i've always been a better detective than you anyway.
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Look. I never said I was perfect. I wanna have confidence in you but you pull shit like this and remind me why it's so fucking hard in the first place. I think about those street kids and all I see is you and it reminds me of how fucked up I was when I thought you were gone forever. I can't have that. So I told you. Thought for once, we could be on the same page.
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don't need your confidence in me, dick. been doing just fine without it all this time. instead of thinking about how fucked up you were, maybe you should think about how much you fucked up instead. we're never gonna be on the same page until you get your head outta your ass and realize what needs to be done.
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Alright, I get it. I fucked up, alright? And I can't seem to stop when it comes to you. I fucked up when you died and I keep fucking up. Can't even get you to work with me on one single thing. You keep acting like this is what I wanted. But I don't. I fucking hate that we're like this and I hate that you think I want it like this.
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Right. That simple, huh. You got it all figured out.
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you're telling me you don't want things like this, then fucking change it.
or don't. I don't care. I've got some kids to save.
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here. a link that can be decrypted with a retina scanner. the images. the videos. ]
Listen to me. This isn't your fault. They don't deserve this and neither do you. Take it easy. I'm here for you. All you have to do is call. [ just don't tell him how. ]
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when the link comes through, some of the tension does leave him. ]
thanks for the pep talk, dick. I'll keep that in mind.
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Good luck.