Yeah, I wasn't born yesterday. I'm not just gonna leave myself open like that— (wincing uncomfortably) Besides, why would I trust a complete stranger?

(breathing heavily through the pain)

Yeah well…why don't we just keep our hands to ourselves, Doc.

What's there to say? (his eyes shoot open wide and he jumps to his feet) Oh I get it! You and the cops think I did this to her! (pointing to FAITH) You want me to say something incriminating right? (points the gun at TIM) Well, you can go fu—!

Oh, where would I even begin? (pause) How about the fact that despite what it probably says in that file, I wasn't always the one who started laying hands on anyone…and definitely not in this case.

Don't get me wrong. Things weren't always like that, but as time goes on, sometimes you lose sight of why you wanted to be together in the first place.

(Smiles softly)

Wish I could say we were high school sweethearts, but we met after we graduated…went to the same school for years and never even knew. (looks at TIM) Isn't the world funny like that?