A scene from “Unfinished Business”

Joseph Lawrence: I think I care more about your daughter than you do. I'm saving the planet for her. I'm replenishing the human race for her. What are you doing?

June Osborne: I am trying to be her mother!

Joseph Lawrence: She has a mother. You met Mrs. Mackenzie. She's a lovely woman. She never stole anybody's husband. Do you know that she organized a thousand food baskets for orphans in Africa back when there were orphans? What did you ever do to help anyone? Except edit esoteric, useless books that no one was ever gonna read instead of picking up your sick daughter from school. Useless.

June Osborne: You wrote esoteric books. You did that. God, it must be scary. Huh? Seeing the numbers on those spreadsheets turn into real people? Real people being executed? Knowing that if no one had read your books, we would all be better off. It must be hell being a man like that. Far worse than useless. You know what? I get it. I get why you would do this. I suppose you would hole yourself up in a house like this, playing games with people's heads, doing a good deed or two every once in a while, so that you can fucking sleep at night.

Joseph Lawrence: [after a long silence] How tempting it is to invent a humanity for anyone at all.