Tim: I found the gun you hid in the wall. I know you killed Frank. Why'd you do it? You wanted Monica all to yourself. You didn't even want a family, it wasn't enough for you, was it?
Tom: And so what if I did? What are you going to do about it?
Tim: Get back in bed.
Tom: Make me. That's what I thought. You're right, I killed Frank, but he had it coming. So screw him. And screw you. Put the cuffs on me. Drag me away from my deathbed like a big man.
Tim: This isn't over.
Tom: Get the hell out of here.