This is my night, Counselor. Don't you step on my lines.

Stop!

Yes, Leigh?

Listen to me, Max.

You know, Max, since all this started...

...I've thought about you all the time.

I've tried to imagine what it must have been like for you...

...all those years, locked up in jail.

I've tried to imagine you and even your crimes...

...and how you must have felt in those moments that you did them.

See, I know about loss, Max.

I know about losing time, even losing years.

And I know it doesn't compare to jail, but...

...I can understand...

...and I could share this with you.

Because of that whatever it is that you've got planned...

...I want you to do it just with me...

...not with her...

...because...

...we have this connection.

What do you think, Counselor?

That was real eloquent, Leigh.

Brave, too.

I want to thank you for conveying to me your most powerful emotions...

...because...

...I'm going to enjoy this all the more.

Oh, my God!