Michael: I'm out.
Jane: What do you mean you're out?
Michael: I don't wanna go through boxes of your Michael crap anymore. That's what I mean.
Jane: What, why? You can't just quit.
Michael: I'm not just quitting.
Jane: Really? Then what do you call it?
Michael: I call it walking away from a bad experience.
Jane: It hasn't exactly been rainbows and puppies for me either. At least I'm trying.
Michael: I'm trying too, but I can't do anything right. Like with Michael's stuff, you won't let me throw it away, you won't let me sell it.
Jane: Fine, do whatever you want with it.
Michael: It's not that.
Jane: Then what it is?
Michael: It's that every time I do something or say something, you're disappointed. And I get it, I'm not him. But it's also not my fault that I'm different. And River Fields made me realize that I'm the victim here. Anyway, like I said, I'm done.