It's a hollow play.

Charlie.

gyllenhawl:

"Now, you just got a little boy’s father killed. And you almost got us killed. And now you’re lying to me. So how about this? From now on, every word out of your mouth is the truth. Or I’m going to hurt you."

Drive (2011)

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And so, I asked myself: in what country was there a place for 
men like me - men who refused to say 'yes' to the parasites
and the doubters, men who believed that work was sacred and property rights inviolate. And then one day, the happy answer came
to me, my friends:

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Agent, you should know that there are some on this committee who feel, given your service record, both for this country and against it…

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Imagine everything you ever wanted shows up one day and calls itself your life. And then just when you start to believe in it - gone. And suddenly it gets very hard to imagine a future. That’s depression, right?

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badcgijosh:

TRAMAMPOLINE TRAMBOPOLINE

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blurrymelancholy:

"You can’t see me, can you? You look at me, and you can’t see me. Have you any idea what that’s like? I’m not on the phone, I’m right here… standing in front of you. Please, just… just see me."

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