When Jacob discussed his past "relationship" with Hank, the sadness of his life is exhumed and somewhat purifies his outer exterior. His crimes don't vanish and are not forgotten, but the viewer (at least I did) felt pity toward him and his persona. Hank, on the other hand, is a puppet gotten out of control thanks to his puppeteer, his wife. The combination of those two evil minds and callous souls just adds to the effect of corruption among the innocent simply from the presence of millions of evenly cut pieces of paper. Is paper worth a life? Never. We live for today and hope for tomorrow. Materialistic belongings are always a spectacular addition on top of the sundae, but is it the actual ice cream that is at the core? (Cheesy as that sounds.) I think not.
Eh, greed kills. Greed drives people insane. Human nature to want more, why are we never satisfied?
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