The scene where Clay, a character you absolutely despise by this point, goes off in the bar about how you try so hard to get something, only to realize it's not what you want, but then fight just as hard to keep it, has to be one of the saddest, most pathetic things I've ever seen in my life. But I've known so many older men who are like that. And then they don't even bother to martyr him the way he wants them to, the only way he knows how to process things. But you still hate him, he still isn't a good person, and at no point are you actually supposed to sympathize with the choices he has made.