So I cried. For maybe the third
time in my life. And I kissed
him. And we've been best friends
Nine years, we've seen each other
through everything. Losing jobs,
losing parents, losing lovers...
travelled all over, we've had the
best times. The best times of my
life, maybe. Just drinking and
talking. Even over a phone.
No, he's nothing like me. He's
like you. Only straight.
No offense taken.
He's the salt of the earth. Kind
and loyal and generous. The one
constant thing in my life, is he'll
always be there.
He's still in love with you.
That stops her. She has to say...
Maybe. But it never gets in
Well, he has a true friend in
He wants her to know he sees that.
how steadfast I am, he always
makes me sound boring.
Solid and genuine is not boring.
Michael can be completely insane...
There was this one night in
Tucson, like six years ago...
we got amazingly drunk, I mean,
Keith Richards time...
God, I haven't thought of this
in so long...
I can even believe we did
Digger sees the guy listening, gestures to her with his eyes. So
she looks up.
Could you give us a minute?
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