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We should go up there.
See if it helps. See if...
You remember anything.
I don't want to go to Oklahoma.
If I'm going to drive 6 hours to some place, I want it
to be some place I like.
Well, we gotta do something, don't we?
Yeah...
I mean...
If you don't want to talk to anybody...
And, you don't want to go anywhere-
No, I know...
Listen...
We'll... Make a big road trip out of it.
We'll... Pack stuff for a picnic.
Just go.
We'll make it a thing.
Do you really want to go to Oklahoma?
I love you.
I just want to help.
We go to some shitty place...
And we'll find out that the worst things that
happened to you...
were church, and... and a knife fight.
And, then... We'll look for answers somewhere else,
right?
I guess.
Where will we stay?
No idea. No plans, whatsoever. Just fun.
And you promise we'll have fun?
We will have the most fun!
And you won't let anyone stab me?
They would have to stab me first.
Did you really tell a sad boy that you had his lost
pet?
Yeah...
I did.
Um...
I guess I was kind of a total a**hole to him.
I learned a valuable lesson about lying and decency
that day.
Probably the second biggest regret in my entire life.
What's number 1?
Uh, not dancing with the Smurfs.
I'm sorry... what?
Whenever I was a kid... Uh... my family took me to
this amusement park in Cincinnati.
And, uh... They had this big Smurfs stage show where guys in Smurfs
mascot costumes danced around and, uh, did songs and sh*t on stage.
Okay...
Um...
And, at the end, whenever the Smurfs were done
kicking Gargamel's ass or whatever...
They invited everybody up on stage to dance with
them.
Um...
And, so they were all like "hey kids do you want to come up
and dance with us and have fun and not be sad and sh*t."
And you didn't dance?
No. I... I didn't.
I didn't dance.
Uh, I'm... I'm probably remembering it as worse
than it was.
But, in my head...
An entire auditorium of a whole bunch of kids...
like a thousand kids and their f***ing happy
families...
rush the stage and they all go up and they dance
with the Smurfs.
And, they dance and hug and do the f***ing
Charleston.
Meanwhile, me and my dad are just sitting.
We are the last people left in the stadium seats.
And my dad... my dad turns to me and says...
"Cal, do you want to go dance?"
And, I was just... I was 6.
And I was learning what being embarrassed was...
So, I say "no."
But, immediately, I knew I meant "yes."
Because of course I do. Of course I want to f***ing
dance with the Smurfs.
And, so I just sat there.
With my dad, being bummed...
Watching a whole bunch of kids who weren't me
be... be happy.
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