I… Look, I’m not the crying kind, Steve. I didn’t cry at my own father’s funeral. But right then and there I realized that in this crazy business we’re in, there’s no one I’d miss more than you. And I… Well… You’re an inspiration to me, Steve. To a lot of us. We may not think like you or act like you—but we still respect you and appreciate what you do and the way you do it. You’re an idealist in a world that is far from ideal. I don’t know how you can do it, Steve… How you can keep all the ugliness from getting to you… Hardening you.
I can’t. I’m not as perfect as you… Forgive me.