[Pokey turns on his heels to face Jade again. He wants to keep walking. To just leave, and shut up, but he can't help it. He's too angry, and he can't control what he wants to say.]

Do you have any idea how long I've been here? Or how many people I've tried working with to get out? People who actually wanted to get out, and worked to try to? Do you know how long many of them, people I-people I could work with, have been gone?

And you're focused on collecting friggin' girl scout badges?