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 need this. This could be a game changer. So, you're not happy with how your career is going because you seem to be working all the time. Well, I never viewed it as a career, only as work. And what's wrong with that? I mean, in any other job, hard work is something to behold, but with film performance, "you're making too many movies, Nick." "You're working too hard, Nick." "Have the audience miss you more, Nick." I mean, "hello, it's my job." "I pay my bills." "I feed my family. You're annoying." My gosh!
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Yeah. So, what's the worry here, Nick? You've lost some of your ability, your talent as an actor?
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Holy shit.
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Whoa!
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Maria!
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Oh, fucking Jesus! I'm so excited to see what you do with your life, honey. And I'll support whatever you choose. Only, I wouldn't recommend a life in the arts. Especially, with how real talent goes unappreciated in this shithole town.
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Casey, sweetie, you take your daddy's present now.
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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?