A monologue from the screenplay by Wentworth Miller (Ted Foulke)
You know, I’ve often wondered why it is we have children in the first place. And the conclusion I’ve come to is…
At some point in our lives we realize things are screwed up beyond repair. So we decide to start again. Wipe the slate clean. Start fresh.
And then we have children. Little carbon copies we can turn to and say, “You will do what I could not. You will succeed where I have failed.”
Because we want someone to get it right this time. But not me… Personally speaking I can’t wait to watch life tear you apart. India who are you?
You were supposed to love me weren’t you?