Joseph and Jac in “Unfinished Business”

No-one's ever wanted you, have they Jac, and no-one ever will.

Your dad did.

That wasn't exactly what he wanted from you.

And what about you? You wanted me.

Right up until I looked into that cold dead heart.

And yet as he lay there dying, thinking about me and what he'd be missing, rather than his dried-up old stiff of a wife or his spineless son, where were you? Holding his hand? Offering a last few words of comfort? Or locking horns with yours truly, trying to put a dent in my cold dead heart. And that's what really gets you, isn't it? You've got to carry that round for the rest of your days. If it was your father, we both know he'd shrug it off and move on. But not you - not the nail-scrubbing little worry-wart. You'll never shake the feeling that even on his death-bed, you were one big let-down.