You’re way smarter than me, you’re more headstrong than your mother and it scared me. I mean, what if you wanted to become a cop? What if I did? Oh, Monkey. I’ve been shot at, beat up, chased by a naked guy with a harpoon, once. And none of those things scare me as much as thinking of you in those situations. It was never about whether you could handle it. It was whether I could. And I'’m sorry. But a parent just wants what’s best for their child.