Lexi – You being gay, it—What does it change? Come on, Rhys; tell me—WHAT does it change? You’re not at school anymore, you—You’re an adult now, you should be able to make your own choices, surely?
Rhys – But this isn’t a choice, Lexi; it—IT’S NOT A CHOICE!
Rhys stares at Lexi madly with tears in his eyes
Rhys – THIS IS ME! IT’S MY FAULT, I JUST—I WANT THINGS TO BE THE WAY THEY USED TO BE! Have you heard what people say about gays; homophobes? “They should be hung; gays and lesbians,” and if that’s the truth, then I should be hung; I should have a rope wrapped around my neck, and I should be DEAD within seconds; minutes! I’d give myself a painful death for being—For being DISGUSTING! 
Lexi – Do you know what? I want to change my life, too; I want to remove several mistakes which I’ve made. But guess what? I can’t. I can’t take ANY of them back; I can’t change my life, I can’t change ANYTHING which I’ve done! And neither can you.
Rhys – Alright, Lexi; so WHAT have you done that’s so bad; that’s so—WRONG?!