"No, he won't," Neal snaps. "Agree with me, I mean. And yes, he will love you. You don't get off that easy."

He needs to get out of this house. He needs to go smash some windows of his own, light some fires, burn this stupid town to the ground. Preferably with Tim Gutterson inside one of the buildings.

"Did Tim know about Malcolm, the first time you fucked?"

No, he won't call it anything else.