"No. Now you think I'm calculating?" All Malcolm has done this whole talk is paint himself as a victim, he probably shouldn't be surprised that Jesus's concerns are being vilified now, too.
"This was a mistake, Malcolm. I'm sorry I hurt you, but if all you can see are malicious intentions being flung at you when all the rest of us were doing was trying to help Will...I don't know what else there is to say."
“I appreciate you trying to help Will, I’m just trying to understand how you thought what you did would accomplish that,” Malcolm tells him. “And every time I question that, you try to leave instead of explaining. Am I asking wrong?” He’s really asking.
"It feels like you're ascribing motives to me that aren't there, and nothing I say can change your mind. It feels like you've already made up your mind that I'm persecuting you and Will, that none of my concerns are valid so you've dismissed them or--worse--decided that it's part of some weird agenda. I have no agenda, Malcolm."
“And that’s what my whole day was like that day. If two or three more people you kind of know and/or respect showed up to tell you the same thing and also pay no heed to what you tell them was actually true, about how far would you throw your phone if one of them gave you the runaround to one simple question?” Malcolm asks. “Hypothetically.”
“How were he or I supposed to know you were about to listen to me? Nobody else had. You barely have today. And I get it. It’s not about me. It wasn’t then and it isn’t now. Can you tell me just one thing, though? Please?” Malcolm asks leaning forward with earnest.
"His response to killing people. It's like mine. And as a therapist that should worry you. I didn't think Neal needed to hear it; it's a personal thing."
"Is the cumulative impression from the whole conversation not just one thing that was said," he shakes his head. "But I assume you are familiar with his response already anyway."
“I know what he thinks about murder. About committing murder. But I want to hear your alarming summary that makes me agree with you that he needs space away from me,” Malcolm says reasonably.
“So you’re just going to decide what my opinion on stuff is without giving me the information to form it? Okay. I guess. What is the reason you’re here, then?”
"When I told you my side, you didn't seem to find it... credible. Is there room for Shaw and I to both have valid feelings here? Our history was complicated before she became Will's Warden. I have no interest in causing problems with that. I want Will to graduate. We have plans."
"Of course you're both valid. I think reality usually lies in the middle of two perspectives." So whatever stress Shaw was feeling, and whatever innocence Malcolm is claiming, are both valid and both suspect in equal measures. "Why are things so complicated with you two?"
"We just... can't communicate. There is a literal wall. She thinks I can't possibly say what I mean without some kind of coded subtext and I wish she would say what she means. Neal and Will are trying to help, because they both understand both of us."
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"This was a mistake, Malcolm. I'm sorry I hurt you, but if all you can see are malicious intentions being flung at you when all the rest of us were doing was trying to help Will...I don't know what else there is to say."
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Malcolm will just do what he wants anyway.
"I'm here for a reason. I'm just going to focus on that."
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"I told you; to apologize for hurting you."
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"We just... can't communicate. There is a literal wall. She thinks I can't possibly say what I mean without some kind of coded subtext and I wish she would say what she means. Neal and Will are trying to help, because they both understand both of us."
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"One is a coded language and one is just subterfuge."
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