Sam I never get this honest these days, so you'd better appreciate it, you damn moron. Sam. Put the beer down. No, not later, put it down. Turn around and go home, do not pass go, do not collect $200. I don't know what happened while I was gone and it doesn't matter even a little, because right now you have the chance to raise a child with the woman you love. Do you know what that would mean to me? I would kill saints and gods for a chance to even see my kid, but I will never be able to do that. I can't ever do that. All I can do is look back at the ghosts of the past and watch them fade away.
Don't build a house of ghosts, Sam. That's no house at all. Go home to your wife. Love her and love your child.
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