[Stan doesn't have the luxury of lacking tear ducts, so he can't bring himself to really look at Ford.

His shoulders have the same slump to them they did that day on the forest floor, when Stanley Pines' life ended and started again in the same breath.]

I wasn't- I wasn't strong enough to pull you back. [His sobs are quieting, but his voice is still thick and rough.] I couldn't save you... I couldn't save you again, and now you're--