Clay Jensen: It was you? Why the big mystery? Why couldn't you just talk to me? Tell me what was going on?
Zach Dempsey: 'Cause I'm a fucking coward. And you're not.
Mrs Dempsey: Why would you keep this from me?
Zach Dempsey: 'Cause that's how we do things, isn't it?
Mrs Dempsey: What does that mean?
Zach Dempsey: I don't even know how you feel about Dad dying. I don't know how you feel about anything. What if I felt like Hannah did? Because I have, Mom. I actually have. What would you do?
Mrs Dempsey: Zachary Shan-Yung Dempsey, that is enough. Don't say such things.
Zach Dempsey: Why not?
Mrs Dempsey: This trial... That girl has put thoughts in your head. You do not feel that way. You're fine.
Zach Dempsey: Yeah, exactly. I'm fine.
Zach Dempsey: You fool yourself into thinking that by keeping things hidden, it makes it easier for you to get by. Even though you know you'd feel a lot better if you just came clean. Hannah had nothing to be ashamed of. I made her feel like she did. Because I don't tell people things, like I said. Hannah didn't tell me how she felt either. But now... I guess I know. And I'll be ashamed for the rest of my life. And shame burns.
Zach Dempsey: I keep to myself mostly. I don't always tell people things. I'm not good with... like, drama. I learned pretty early on not to rock the boat. To stay in my lane. I try not to be a bully. I try not to be a victim. It's a tough line to walk.
Zach Dempsey: We're not allowed to talk about suicide. Or you. Or Hannah.
Jessica Davis: Says who?
Zach Dempsey: Says the school. They made a rule the day after you... after that day. And if you talk about it on campus, you get suspended.
Alex Standall: That's so fucked up.
Zach Dempsey: Yeah.
Ryan Shaver: Why are we defending Bryce? Can someone tell me? I mean, he's a rapist.
Zach Dempsey: Jesus, keep your voice down.
Ryan Shaver: I published a poem. He's a rapist.
Zach Dempsey: I freaked, okay? That letter. That shit was heavy, and… I didn’t know what to do.
Clay Jensen: So you threw it away.
Zach Dempsey: No. No, I didn’t. Hannah lied about that. Maybe that’s what she saw, I don’t know. I freaked out. But I never threw it away. I’m sorry, Clay. I’ll always be sorry.
Zach Dempsey: This shit that happens to you… I think some of it you bring on yourself.
Hannah Baker: Is that what you think? Thanks for the insight, genius.
Zach Dempsey: I was… I was trying to be nice.
Hannah Baker: Well, you failed.
Zach Dempsey: Well, fuck you.