Clay: When my mother told me I'd be working with you, I was terrified. You're Shelby Wyatt, the siren who sang my brother and father against the rocks.
Shelby: I'm pretty tired of hearing that everything that happened was my fault.
Clay: And it wasn't. I know that now because I am in the exact same place that they were, and I know now that they made a choice to jump, and you were there to catch them. So, I need you to make me a promise that you're not going to catch me, no matter what happens. If I get in a fight with Maxine in a month or a year, ten years, you're not going to pick up the phone and comfort me or meet me for a drink if I ask that you're not going to be kind to me in any way because I'm pretty sure if you're any kinder than me...
Shelby: Can I quit?
Clay: No.
Shelby: Because we're adults?
Clay: Yup.
Shelby: What can I do?
Clay: Make me hate you again.