I wish I can explain things like a therapist

• Robin: There’s something I have to tell you.
• Kevin: Then don’t.
• Robin: What?
• Kevin: If there’s one thing I’ve learned as a therapist is that just because something needs to be told, it doesn’t always mean that it needs to be heard.
• Robin: Kevin, I did something bad.
• Kevin: We’ve all done bad things, it doesn’t mean we’re bad people. Look, I don’t care about every detail from your past, and I hope you don’t care about mine either. What I do care about is you, and that from tonight forward, you’re in this as much I am. What do you think?
• Robin: I’m such a mess. Why do you even like me?
• Kevin: I am constantly amazed by the things you say, entranced by the things you do, and unlike a certain jalapeno-coconut-vodka-martini, you’re easy on the eyes. If we’re together long enough, I hope that one day you see yourself the way I see you.