Remington. Remington is my problem. Just for being at the wrong place, at the wrong time, doing my duty, serving my country, I get sucked into the wake of your political destiny and end up enslaved to B613… (whispers) to Rowan… (whispers) for the past 22 years. Meanwhile, you shake a few hands, you say a few words, you become Governor, and then President. You didn’t have my back on that mission and you still don’t have it, because for you there’s only two people that matter in this world… Olivia and yourself. The rest of us? We’re just on our own.