What it’s all about? I mean, what do you tell yourselves? What justification makes it okay? “Howard’s such an ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ that he deserves it?” So...what is it? I sided with Chuck too often? I took away your office, put you in doc review? All of the above? Howard’s daddy helped him get to the top, but you both had to struggle. “Howie has so much, and we have so little, let’s take him down a peg or two?” What allows you to do this to me? Because this isn’t just a prank. No. This goes beyond throwing bowling balls at my car. This took planning. Coordination. I mean, how many weeks? Or was it months? It couldn’t have been easy. So tell me...why? Why go through this elaborate plot just to burn me to the ground?

Yeah, sure. The Sandpiper settlement? HHM’s share will be substantial, absolutely. Even though I humiliated myself. And my clients and peers will whisper that Howard Hamlin's a drug addict...you’re right. I’ve worked my way through worse. Debt. Depression. My marriage falling apart. Oh yeah. I’ve been sleeping in the guest house for the better part of a year. Ah, just one more thing good ol’ Howard has to work through. But, yes, I will land on my feet. I will be okay. But you? Far from it. You two...you two are soulless. Jimmy, you can’t help yourself. Chuck knew it. You were born that way. But you? One of the smartest and most promising human beings I’ve ever known...and this is the life you choose.

You’re perfect for each other. You have a piece missing. I – I thought you did it for the money, but now it’s – it’s so clear. Screw the money. You did it for fun. You get off on it. You’re – you’re like...Leopold and Loeb. Two sociopaths. No, you know it’s true – you just don’t have the guts to admit it. I’m going to make it clear to everyone, because I’m going to dedicate my life to making sure that everybody knows the truth. Believe it.

You can’t hide who you really are forever.