[It's hard for Freddy to think of Larry as someone who didn't have it together before. He's always seemed so sure-footed, from the day they met, after he was shot, and his resolve shook but never crumbled even after he gunned down an old friend for him. He may not have thought himself a settle down sort of fag but Lawrence Dimick plays the part beautifully. His Marlon Brando act's got Freddy convinced.]

Larry I wanna understand who I am, what I am, so you have a man who has it together, who knows what he's all about.

[You're thinking it, Newendyke, if you're thinking it then you have to say it.] Sometimes--sometimes I think I don't know what you're all about either...I don't think you really want to do this, then you go out and bring back the condoms. [He's holding his tongue now, not wanting to approach that incident even though it's shouting out in his mind, did Larry see himself being capable of cracking Freddy's face on his fist? This isn't about that, but it's a glaring example of a contradiction Freddy has yet to fully understand and accept his role in it.]

I really like you, I like you a lot, Larry. [I love you] I don't know anything outside of that.