Don't you get it? Roman is never going to leave me alone. I could be on top of a mountain or at the bottom of the ocean and he'd be there behind me. Until I fucking lock myself back up in his damn cage, he's never gonna go away. Never, Faith. And -

[She hates herself for saying it. She hates him for forcing them into this situation]

Even if we break every damn bone - even if we kill him - he comes back. This damn city loves him. Fucking bastard. But - Faith, and I swear to god that I love you - but if you wanna be with me, you gotta accept he's fucking there too.

[She's yelling though it's out of frustration rather than anger. After a beat, she adds,]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.