Adam: You're seriously not gonna accept this creepy photo as proof that I love you?
Beverly: No. See, this Adam used to give me snuggles and hugs and say, "I love you, Mama." And this Adam tells me he hates me, and quite honestly? I believe him.
Adam: Fine! Believe whatever you want! Gah! I hate you!
Beverly: And there it is.
Adam: Yes, I hate you, but also? I love you! So much! But I also hate you, and at the same time, I love you, but I hate you!
Beverly: It can't be both, Adam.
Adam: But it can! I hate that you're a nudge that expects me to dry off with a towel that has your face on it! But I love that you blindly support everything that I do! So, yes, I hate you, and I love you. Maybe you're done being my mom, but I will never be done being your son.
Beverly: That is the sweetest thing you've ever said to me.
Adam: Really?
Beverly: Of course. And let's be honest. I couldn't be done even if I wanted to.