I'm speeding down the highway with my one way to beat Near in the backseat when the TV screen makes my heart stop. It's a picture of you lying on the ground, covered in bullet holes in blood. Your car's destroyed, and I know THAT'S what you'd be pissed about, but I don't give a fuck about your car. Regret washes through me, worse than the regret I'd been feeling since I made this plan. I knew I was going to die, but you... You were supposed to live. It takes everything I have to keep driving instead of pulling over and killing Takada then and there. That bitch, that stupid bitch who works for that pathetic Kira. She doesn't deserve to live. Her, Kira, X-Kira, the 2nd Kira, none of them. If they'd never come along, L wouldn't have died, I would've left Wammy's at my own time, Near wouldn't win, and you wouldn't have died. I guess I'm trying to say, I'm sorry I got you into this Matt. You deserved better than death, especially not like that.
~Mello