Walter: Where I grew up, a boy wouldn't be caught dead crying.
Paul: How about when Tommy died? Did you cry then?
Walter: I was upset. I knew it was my fault. Maybe I started to tremble. Maybe I started to cry. Yeah. Because the old man, I remember, picked me up and shook me... hard. 'Don't you dare,' he said, 'in front of your mother. Don't... you... ever.'