You don’t just go to somebody and say, ‘I’m a better person because you’re in my head.

Connor bangs his head back sharply against the wall, hoping to jar loose the bad thoughts clinging to his brain. This is not a good place to be alone with your thoughts. Perhaps that's why Hayden feels compelled to talk.

History is written by the victors--and when there is no victors, it all winds up in the corporate shredders.