You’re adopted, and we don’t talk about that enough. ‘Cause to me, you are every part my son. Maybe I don’t want you to feel like you stand out. But I need you to know something. I want you to stand out. I want all of you to be as different as you can possibly be. In all the best ways. I love you as much as a human heart can, kiddo. You are an exceptional young man.[to Randall]
Hey, God. I know we only talk during play-off season, but if you’re listening, I’m concerned that my wife might be possessed by demons.
You asked me a question before. What is it that I love about you now. So I’m gonna start with the obvious. I love the mother that you are. I love that you are still the most beautiful woman in any room and that you laugh with your entire face. I love that you dance funny and not sexy, which makes it even sexier. But most of all, I love that you are still the same woman who, all those years ago, ran out of a blind date because she simply had to sing. You’re not just my great love story, Rebecca. You were my big break. And our love story, I know it may not feel like it right now, but baby, I promise you, it’s just getting started.
Sometimes you’ll have to play up to the competition, sometimes you’ll have to play down. But play the game.
I don’t need anniversaries to see you. I see you every day. You are my daily meteor shower.[to Rebecca]
You’re gonna find your balance, Randall. And then you’re gonna lose it, and then you’re gonna find it again. That’s the ride. And you’re gonna make a lot of choices, and I’m probably not gonna be around for all of them. The choices you make are gonna be spectacular, because you are spectacular, son.
Well, it’s because I still got the only thing that I’ve ever really needed.[Rebecca Pearson: How could you possibly joke right now?]
There is this thing that some fighters do. Okay? If their opponent hits them really hard, they just plaster on a big old smile.[to Randall]
The moment I saw you, I knew you were my boy. You weren’t a choice, Randall, you were a fact. You were never a replacement, son. Do you understand?
The kids are gonna be fine. We’ve shown them a healthy marriage. This is just gonna be a blip on their radar years from now. We’re their parents, Bec. We do the best we can. But at the end of the day what happens to them, how they turn out, that’s bigger than us. Sometimes they’ll make good decisions. Sometimes bad decisions. And every once in a while, they’re gonna do something that’s gonna knock us off our feet. Something that exceeds even our wildest dreams. Our kids are gonna be fine. But me, I can’t go back to who I was before I met you.