Hamilton: John.
Laurens: Alexander... congratulations. You have invented a new kind of stupid. An open all the cages in the zoo kind of stupid. A damage you can never undo kind of stupid. Let's review. You took a rumor a few, maybe two people knew and revuoted it by sharing an affair no one has accused you. They told you to take a break you refused to. So scared of what your enemies will do to you. You're the only enemy you ever seem to lose too. You know why Thomas can do what he wants? He doesn't dignify schoolyard taunts with a response. So yeah, congratulations.
Hamilton: John...
Laurens: You've redefined you're legacy. Congratulations.
Hamilton: It was an act of political sacrifice!
Laurens: ...sacrifice? I lived in a loveless (not really) marriage forever, I lived only to read your letters. I look at you and think God what have we done with our lives and where does it get us? That doesn't wipe the tears or the years away, but I'm back in this city and I'm here to stay. And you know what I'm here to do?
Hamilton: John...
Laurens: *starting to cry* I'm not here for you. I know your son like I know my own mind, you will never find anyone has trusting or has kind. And a million years ago Eliza said this one's mine. And I stood by. I'm glad and you know what? I love your son more than anything in this life. I will chose his happiness over mine every time! Philip... is the best thing in our lives. Never lose sight of the fact that you have been blessed with the best son. Congratulations. For the rest of your life. Every sacrifice you make is for your son, give him the best life. Congratulations. *disappears*