[Yelling. Wonderful. John sighs wearily.]

I do, Clint. I'm sorry. I've had to walk away from him before when he got like that... gets like that. He can be a right bastard. Anything he says when he's upset, though... it's the worst things. Please don't take it to mean those are the only deductions he has or that they're even the best thought-through ones. He just wants people to hurt as much as he does.

If there's anything I can do to make up for it, please let me know.