[He laughs, a hearty, throaty chuckle, and taps the side of his skull with a phalanx.]

You forget, kiddo. I got every memory he does. And that's the saddest damn thing, y'know?

[He shakes his skull in mock dismay.]

The lazybones actually cares about you. He gives a damn. Thinks that maybe, somewhere in that rotten little black tumor you call a heart - there's a thing worth saving.