Gently, he says, "Blake, it's over. You did everything in your power to let me live. You gave me your life for a few hours. You went on a quest and slayed some metaphorical dragons. You did everything there is to do. Don't let this haunt you. That's my job."
So tit for tat: I loved "Don't let it haunt you—that's my job."
Today's last line:
“I know, I know, but you’re my best bet for a piano backup—Doug Halpert is just about on his last legs, whereas you can at least stay awake for a whole tune. It’s just not the same, but I suppose that’s not your fault. You didn’t kill your father.”