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: Not much of a woman's touch around here. Paddy Conlon
: No women for me anymore, Tommy. Tom Conlon
: Yeah. Must be tough to find a girl who could take a punch nowadays.
: So you gonna ask about her, or you just gonna sit there all sober? Paddy Conlon
: I know. Tom Conlon
: Oh you know. What do you know? You know it wasn't enough to drive west to get away from you? When we hit the water we drove north, too. Paddy Conlon
: When I get sober I hired a man to find you. Tom Conlon
: Is that one of the 12 steps? Or does a guy like you get 24?
: Alright. Alright. But you get something through your skull, too. You called me. So don't go threatening to walk every five minutes. And since this is about training, you dump whatever it is you need to dump as far as those pills are concerned. I don't want to see 'em. In fact, hand 'em over right now. I know they're on you, Tommy. You sounded like a goddamn maraca coming through the door.
: I've got a thousand days. A thousand days sober today. Brendan Conlon
: Well, that's great, Pop. But it doesn't change anything. Paddy Conlon
: What do you mean it doesn't change anything? Have a heart, Brendan. Brendan Conlon
: You listen to me. You take your have-a-heart bullshit and you run it down the road. Run it out on someone who doesn't know you like I do.
: Come on, kiddo. I've been there. I've done it. I've seen it. You can trust me. I'll understand. Tom Conlon
: Spare me the compassionate father routine, Pop. The suit don't fit. Paddy Conlon
: I'm really trying here, Tommy. Tom Conlon
: You're trying? Now? Where were you when it mattered? I needed this guy back when I was a kid. I don't need you now. It's too late now. Everything's already happened. You and Brendan don't seem to understand that. Let me explain something to you: the only thing I have in common with Brendan Conlon is that we have absolutely no use for you.
: Ahab! You Godless sonofabitch! You stop the ship, you Godless sonofabitch!
: The devil you know... Tom Conlon
: ...is better than the devil you don't.
] Paddy Conlon
: [arriving home
] Tommy? Jesus! What are you doing here? Tom Conlon
: I was just passing through. I figured why not have a belt with the old man.
: Listen to me. I thought maybe we could break bread. You know, just open some lines of communication. Brendan Conlon
: You got two lines of communication. You got the telephone and the post office.
: You never had any interest in underdogs. But I was your son. Paddy Conlon
: You *are* my son, Brendan. Brendan Conlon
: Am I? Paddy Conlon
: Yeah, you are. I'm just asking you if can find... find a little bit of space in your heart to forgive me a little bit. Brendan Conlon
: Yeah? All right, I forgive you. Paddy Conlon
: Okay. Brendan Conlon
: But I do not trust you.