Doc is pretty certain this is what they mean by being on different wavelengths. Neal has him thinking that in another life he could have made for a half-decent priest with this onslaught of confessions tumbling out of Neal's lips. He's not even sure where to start or how to make sense of half of these admissions.

Raising both hands in surrender, Doc leans back a bit and smiles.

"I was not questioning your prowess as a thief, or an artist. Or your-- relationship with Miss Lisa." That was Mona's last name, wasn't it? "All I am saying is, if being branded a thief is what you want on your headstone then I would respect that. But if you would rather be known for something else while you are here, then so it shall be. We have been here for some time, and we will likely continue to be here for some time. You have all the time and the space you need to get to know yourself and decide."