I know, baby. I know. I'm so, so sorry.

[Jamie felt Randall long after Wentworth. How many times did he wake up, drenched with sweat? She wasn't there for him, then. Didn't really know how to be. But for Bree, she does, and she holds her with all the strength she can muster.]

We will never, ever let an animal like that near you again. I swear it on my life.

[There wasn't much letting on their part before, though.]