I don't think it's pride to be sick of people looking over your shoulder, criticizing your every move and promising it's for your own good. I'm sorry people think you're the antichrist, but you have no idea what things were like for me before I got here, and acting like I'm the one making a mistake isn't helping your case.
[Sometimes he still sort of expects that he's going to turn a corner some day and find Ben Linus sitting in a common room, or the mess hall, smiling smugly at him and reminding him that he'd been right, that Jack had been wrong, that he was one of the good guys, because most of the people sound an awful lot like him, or at least the Others in general. It's what makes him defensive and bitter, because he knows he made a mistake, and he was trying to fix it, but now he's here and now he's got another group of people telling him he just doesn't understand, that this is all for his own good, and it makes him feel like he's got his back up against the wall.]
As long as "being around" means you'll unlock things for me and assist in any procedures your miracles can't fix, I can deal with it. But if you think working together means hovering over my shoulder every second I'm in the infirmary, I'm walking out and I'm not coming back.
You can say it's pride all you want, but I'm sick of the wardens treating me like some kind of monster when most of you give a rat's ass about what I've actually done, and I don't care enough about people who can't seem to get off their pulpit to get guilted into help saving them. [Been there, done that, regretted it.
Some of the fire seems to go out of him once he says all that, and his voice goes from angry-but-in-control to something more drained.]
The way I see it, if we can't live together, we're gonna die alone, [He says it with the resignation of someone who's repeated this to the point of it becoming a mantra, because he is and it has, and he's suddenly a little overwhelmed by how much he misses Kate.] And since I'm already dead, I don't have that much else to lose. If you really think every man for himself isn't going to work - because it's not, and it obviously hasn't been - you'll get what I'm saying and stop using this as an excuse to teach me a lesson.
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[Sometimes he still sort of expects that he's going to turn a corner some day and find Ben Linus sitting in a common room, or the mess hall, smiling smugly at him and reminding him that he'd been right, that Jack had been wrong, that he was one of the good guys, because most of the people sound an awful lot like him, or at least the Others in general. It's what makes him defensive and bitter, because he knows he made a mistake, and he was trying to fix it, but now he's here and now he's got another group of people telling him he just doesn't understand, that this is all for his own good, and it makes him feel like he's got his back up against the wall.]
As long as "being around" means you'll unlock things for me and assist in any procedures your miracles can't fix, I can deal with it. But if you think working together means hovering over my shoulder every second I'm in the infirmary, I'm walking out and I'm not coming back.
You can say it's pride all you want, but I'm sick of the wardens treating me like some kind of monster when most of you give a rat's ass about what I've actually done, and I don't care enough about people who can't seem to get off their pulpit to get guilted into help saving them. [Been there, done that, regretted it.
Some of the fire seems to go out of him once he says all that, and his voice goes from angry-but-in-control to something more drained.]
The way I see it, if we can't live together, we're gonna die alone, [He says it with the resignation of someone who's repeated this to the point of it becoming a mantra, because he is and it has, and he's suddenly a little overwhelmed by how much he misses Kate.] And since I'm already dead, I don't have that much else to lose. If you really think every man for himself isn't going to work - because it's not, and it obviously hasn't been - you'll get what I'm saying and stop using this as an excuse to teach me a lesson.