Well I still don't like you talking to people about me. It makes me paranoid because I'm fucking insecure, okay? I assume everybody's out to get me because I had a shitty childhood that I'm still not over and I resent the fact that you seem to think you know everything and can judge people just because you've got a piece of paper that says you're smart.

The fact that I have your file doesn't mean I'm gonna look at you differently. It probably should, but it won't happen.

...How's that different? That's how you learn what you're not supposed to do, isn't it?