Oh! Now he’s just a subject matter?! (laughs mockingly, voice lowering) That’s good! Let’s put it on his gravestone! (sarcastically, voice raising again as if speaking as an announcer) “Tyrone Rose! Not the desired subject matter!”

Thank you.. My father… My father was a great man. And, to an extent, he was a great father. But he had flaws, just like we all do, but he had one that was just too big to overlook. (tearful) He loved (accusatory) her, Dena, my mother. I don’t think that the feeling was ever mutual. Did you even love him? All the crocodile tears…. They’re just for show! (voice raising) Admit it! You used him for power and I, (choking up, words jumbling together) I was just an unfortunate mistake! Maybe you did grow to love us, but what I saw in your face that day, when he was shot, it wasn’t love: it was (pause, trying to find words)… fear. Not fear for your husband or for me, but for your power. (in a shout) Don’t lie to me!

(softly, but with feeling) I hate you.