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We know that he's planning to go to the Ramada Inn on Lexington. - Has he told you why he's in New York? - No. - Has he told you where he lives? - No. We just met at the airport. All I know is that he's a building contractor, living out of a suitcase. That's it. - He's a contractor? - Yeah. That's what he said?
The Terminal
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This is jazz. My father, Dimitar Asenov Navorski, see this photograph in Hungarian newspaper, 1958. He say he look at photograph for seven days. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday... Who are they? Count Basie, Dizzy Gillespie, Thelonious Monk, Sonny Rollins, Art Blakey, Max Kaminsky. 57 of them all together. After looking at photograph for seven days, my father has idea. He begin to write letters to club, Lickety Split, Snookie's Sugar Bowl. He ask the nuns to write English. Hundreds letters. And then he wait. He wait month, week, year. My father wait 40 year. And they all sign names. One by one. They all write their name and send it to my father. All but not one. Benny Golson. Saxophone. My father die before Benny Golson write his name and send to my father. So I make him promise. I keep promise. I promise I will go New York, find Benny Golson, have him write name to put in can. And you've been living here so you could do this for your father? Maybe I think he do it for me.
The Terminal