That's not what I-- [He starts to raise a placating hand and then aborts. Screw it.] He's got a point. If you would stop trying to keep everyone else from toeing the line, maybe you wouldn't end up trying to blow your bloody brains out.

[And he can't keep his voice from rising a little at the last-- because that's really what they need to be doing: shouting at one another in the street.]