Hope: I’m sorry. Look, I realize you have expectations.
Thomas: Yeah, well, of course I have expectations. I’m your husband. And I love you.
Hope: I know.
Thomas: Then let me show you. Hey. Let go. Just get out of your head.
Hope: I can’t.
Thomas: Try. This is torture for me, okay, Hope? Loving you as much as I do and not being able to be with you the way that a husband and wife should be. Okay, what is it? What is it you’re thinking about right now?
Hope: I think you know. It’s Liam.