I think you've got the makings of being a really good cop, Jason. And you know why? Because deep down you're a decent man. I know you don't think I think that, but I do, dipshit. I do think you're too angry, though. And I know it's all since your dad died and you had to go look after your mom and all. But as long as you hold on to so much hate, then I don't think you're ever gonna become... what I know you wanna become. A detective. Because you know what you need to become a detective? And I know you're gonna wince when I say this... But what you need to become a detective... is love. Fuck 'em. Because through love comes calm, and through calm comes thought. And you need thought to detect stuff sometimes, Jason. It's kinda all you need. You don't even need a gun. And you definitely don't need hate. Hate never solved nothing. But calm did. And thought did. Try it. Try it just for a change. No one will think you're gay. And if they do, arrest them for homophobia. Won't they be surprised?