Don't flatter yourself. [That's what he says, but is he scared? Of course he is. Not that he'll ever admit it aloud, though Schuldig's more than likely to have felt it by now. He swallows.] Quite the contrary. Mayfield's doing all it can to try and convince the two of us that the lives we know are the truth should be abandoned. They want us to take a long, long look at the hardships we've been forced to face.

But... [There's a glint in his eyes.] What doesn't kill you simply makes you stronger. I would think you of all people should know that. Correct? [They've endured so much. Torturous childhoods. Loss. Fear. Not to mention everything this damn town has had to throw at them.]

I lack your "gift," so you'll forgive me if I'm wrong, but the question on both our minds right now? "What if?" What if things could be different? Mayfield thinks it has the answer. For both of us. But this? These... these memories? They aren't the answer. [And Edward'll gesture to the gun once again.] Nor is that.

I'm not about to give in. I'll never give in to this town. [He's like a goddamn cockroach.] Will you? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, Schuldig. Are you going to overcome this obstacle they've thrown at us? Or are you going to submit? Are you going to admit that they're stronger than you? That I'm stronger than you?