"All of the other countries; they can say what they think. I can tell what they think. That my brother is better at everything, that he's more like Grandpa Rome, and that I'll never be as good as he is."
"Says them."
"They always wonder why I act the way I do. Well..."
"I am who I am."
"They can't tell me who to be. They don't truly know me. Besides, the lousy bastards themselves have many faults. Yet do they always correct them? No."
"So can they fault me for being myself? Being the way I am? Can you?"