And when was he gonna be ready to hear it? A month? A year? You saw what was happenin' to him. He looked like death warmed over. Nervous and on edge and like he hadn't slept in a month. Every day I watched him look worse. I couldn't sit there and know the answer to why he was havin' problems and not tell him. So I told him. Because I believed in him.

And you know what, he went and he did a really stupid, dumb thing after I told him. And I'm sorry that after I stood there with him for like an hour that he said he wanted to be alone that I let him be alone. I shoulda walked him straight to Vinnie or Green's room so he could've talked about it with the two of them. But he didn't want that. I told him that I believed he was better than this. And that I believed in him. And I still do.

And that's why I told him. I told him because I believed he was stronger than this. Because even though he worries that kid works through everything.

::At this point Max stands up again::

I told him because if he never knew he'd never know how to get outta it. You can't fight the enemy you can't see.

I'm sorry he hurt himself after I told him; I wish I'd been there to stop it. I ain't sorry I told him, though. You can tell me to butt outta things with you guys, but you're my friends and when my friends hurt the only thing I know how to do is to try and help.

I talked with Bulba about it after. He's. Glad ain't the word but. He thinks what I did was the right thing to do. That's all I can say about it.

And you know what? When I went up to you about Bulba? Maybe I was an idiot for doin' it but I only did it because I believed in you, too.