Lyle talks to one of his buddies about how he knows he crossed a mutual friend but wishes he had the opportunity to talk it out and explain himself.
Lyle: Must have apologized fifty times…that’s no exaggeration. (beat) Years. Voice messages, texts, emails. I know I did wrong. I know he doesn’t wish to talk to me ever again but, don’t I have a right to be forgiven? Why is he God tripping on me? Like he’s so perfect. Believe me, that dude is not perfect, far from perfect. I know him all my life and I’ve watched him do things I can’t even talk about.
All of a sudden something’s been done to him and he’s all wounded over it…like he’s so righteous.
…Yeah…if he could just let me talk to him. Let me tell him how I feel about what I did, the reasons behind it, if he could hear my story—not excuses, I’m not talking about excuses or anything like that; I only want him to know the truth from me rather than what he’s probably thinking cause, it’s not as deep as he thinks.