We have one last chance to make things right. Alone, we’re nothing. But if we work together, we have a shot. If we can’t get over the past, the fighting will never end. We have to confront our enemies. This rivalry has to stop. One way or another.
Sometimes the scars you can’t see are the ones that hurt the most.
Everybody’s got a sob story. Doesn’t give you the right to be a bully.
