Of course I ain't gonna space her. [ He sounded honestly hurt, at the suggestion. ]

And of course I'm damn well upset. But she coulda told me at any time and she didn't, 'cause she was what - afraid of me? Or of Amos? How the hell's that any better?

How am I 'sposed to trust her when it doesn't seem to matter a god damn mark what the hell I think, if she can just go ahead and override it without even givin' me so much as a "by your leave"? She gonna tell me, the next time she decides she knows better than all of us?