Tell you what, we coulda had a good life together! Fuckin' real good life! Had us a place of our own. But you didn't want it, AJ!

So what we got now is the Rogers Centre! Everything's built on that! That's all we got, boy, fuckin' all. So I hope you know that, even if you don't never know the rest!

You count the damn few times we have been together in nearly 4 years and you measure the short fucking leash you keep me on - and then you ask me about the Yankees and Chicago and tell me you'll kill me for needing somethin' I don't hardly never get. You have no idea how bad it gets! I'm not you... I can't make it on a coupla hometown discount contracts every 4 or 5 years! You are too much for me Doc, you sonofawhoreson bitch! I wish I knew how to quit you.