but i thought my name was not spiffy, but rather patrick. uh, boom. um... i just... i-i want to thank y'all for opening your hearts to me. i-i would never have had the courage support. and for the first time in a long time, i feel like i'm-i'm home. you are, bud. (chuckles softly) oh. i really hope you all like jeans, because i made custom jobbies for each and every one of you. and, gail... these are for you. pat, you shouldn't have, but you did. i'm llg you, it just feels so great to be out of the suit, you know? and, i mean, and touch things. like... couch. lamp! tandy: you walk around, touch whatever you want. 'cause you already touched our hearts. gail. keep it moving. like... chair. y, he killed someone. oh, is that what this is about? pat: book. huh? he killed someone? well, may i remind you, you killed someone, and you killed someone, and you killed someone. (gasps) pat: photograph. carol: i can't believe you would say that... (carol and tandy continue talking quietly) pat: mike. (whispers): it's completely different. oh, so we're just gonna turn our backs on