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Re: The Next Day
"Crystal, Sir," Steve says, flatly.

"Now," he goes on, "I just got back from spending two years of my life fighting so that the human race has a chance, not even knowing if I was ever going to be here to have any kind of normal life again. So you'll have to forgive me if I don't have a ready answer for you about what I want to do with my life right now. Not being in a war zone takes some getting used to.

So you'll excuse me if I'm not exactly feeling charitable about being called on the carpet like this.

But if you think I'm some weak-willed punk who'll just let someone, anyone, Anya, or Charlie, or anyone, just run roughshod over me, then you're not as good a judge of character as I thought you were.

I'm not a planner. I see something, I react to it then and there. I'm a go with your gut kind of guy. I guess I get that from Dad. But there's a place out there for a guy with instincts.

So no, I don't know exactly where I'm going. But I've always been my own person. And when I do figure it out, I'll recognize it then and there, and I'll pounce on it.

What I do know for sure is that I love your daughter. And after having thought I'd lost her forever, there's nothing I'm more sure of than the fact that I want to spend the rest of my life with her. And nothing you do, no amount of scary father or scary billionaire, or friends in high places, or kill satellites you throw my way is going to change that."