Now on the one hand, there's a long dormant piece of me, now awake, that wants so very badly to play this out. The other, more reasonable piece of me, what's left of it, would like to end our little tete-a-tete right now. What's done is done. After all, we can both rebuild, right?
Right. Mm, wait. Rebuild?
I burned it... all of it.
What all?
Everything you have... had! Everything you had.
My art? [After Hutch tosses his money on the table] Obshak!

