Is this supposed to hurt this much? Fuck! It is. The more pain the better. Fuckin'... Why? It's good for circulation.
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But then, we will both die and I could never live with myself after that. So you let go.
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I got a present for ya', Casey.
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I meant to get a haircut.
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I got a picture of you, too.
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Whoa.
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Hi, Lewis. You're all grown up now. What, are you... What, are you 15? Dad, don't talk to Lewis. Okay. When she was nine years old, my daughter and I took our first trip together. We drove overnight, across the desert, to the Grand Canyon. You remember that, sweetheart? I do remember that. And when the sun came up, I pulled over to the side of the road as she rested her little head on my shoulder and we just watched...
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That was the happiest moment of my life. And in that moment, I composed a little tune for her 16th birthday. I've been working on it ever since. And, uh, happy birthday, sweetheart. Here goes.
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Happy birthday, addy! All right, everybody! Gather round the piano. It's showtime, folks. - What's he doing? - What? Nick? Nick? Uh, step away from the piano, Nick.
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Do you remember when the three of us used to lie on the living room floor in the New York apartment, and you and I would watch her for hours on end? Remember?
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Blow, blow. Make a wish.
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Thank you, mom.
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I don't know.
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Thank you.
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Thank you.
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Then, I'm back. And, by the way, not that I went anywhere. Not that you went anywhere. You never shit on yourself. Come on! Never shit on yourself.
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I'll take care of it. Kenny says you still have substantial debts. And now, the divorce, and your spending habits and, and, and... Okay, I'm gonna deal with all that, fink. You know I will. But I'm gonna get this next role and when I do, all of that changes.
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Nick, I got a call from your business manager, Kenny. You've been living at the sunset tower for over a year. And so? They love having me there. You owe them $600,000. They sent the bills to Kenny.