Title: Cuts both ways
A/N: From a livejournal challenge, prompt "Disappointment"
Bobby
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"I just wish you would've stuck with it Bobby. You could've been good, really good. You know, this could've taken you to college. You could've played college ball."
Stick with it. What the hell do you know about that? The man who couldn't stick with anything. Couldn't stick with his wife. Couldn't stick with his kids. Could barely even attend a god damn game.
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"Oh Bobby. Why couldn't you be more like your brother Frank? Look at what a good student he is. Look at how popular he is. Everyone is always calling the house for Frank. He's always going out to parties, always going out with the girls. Maybe if you would just lighten up a bit… maybe if you could just let some things go…"
And how the hell am I supposed to do that? I leave the house for too long and I have no clue what I'm coming home to. One day everything is fine, the next day everything is upside down. What do you know about Frank? What do you know about what he's doing? What do you know about me?
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"You want to go back to New York and be a cop? You want to walk a beat? What're going to do, write parking tickets? You should stay with me. You have so much more to learn. You could be great. You have greatness inside of you. If you would just..."
Army CID. I already am a cop. A damn good cop. When it comes to killers, you see so much. The people around you – you can't see at all.
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"Goren, you don't know when to let things go. You need to let this go, look at the big picture."
Let things go… or see things through… lighten up a bit… or show some respect... be a cop… or be politic… make up your damn mind Captain.
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"Hey mister, last call. You sure you need another?"
Take the shot, nice and neat. Hmm… stay with this or let this go. Never the right choice. If I stand up, I'll hit the floor. I need a ride home, I need to go home. I need…
"Yeah, Eames, it's me, I need you… I, um, need you to give me a ride…"