[He smiles his appreciation for the refill, then takes a long swig of the whiskey before speaking again.]

All my... he wasn't my dad, but he might as well have been... all he ever wanted me to do was get a good education. A degree. Not to drop out. Instead, I joined up with the fuckin' army, ended up with shrapnel in my leg and a fucked up mind, 'n a kid I wasn't there to see for the first three years of his life.

[He sighs.]

I ain't tryin' to make this a pity party, but I can't think of anythin' I've done right. I know it wasn't my fault that she died, but... if I'd've been a better person, nobody'd've killed her to get back at me.