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Put your hands in the air
and slowly turn around.
- I'm saved! I'm saved!
- Put your hands up!
Yeah, sure, Sean.
You're saved.
I said put your hands in the air.
Chemicals, man.
They'll f*** you up.
I always wondered what happened
It's a crazy tucked-up world...
and we're all just barely
floatin' along...
waitin' for somebody
that can walk on water.
Bob was like that...
a real a**hole when it came
to reading into things.
He liked to wrap things up into neat
little packages that implied the world.
See, Sean was f***ed up.
Not the world.
The world was just confused.
And not the world, really.
Just the people in it.
Bob was confused.
And more, Bob was paranoid as f***.
That's right.
Bob was in quarantine.
The doctor said that Bob's infection
was so bad...
that it had become a lethal virus.
And so he was under quarantine
for some weeks.
It was the beginning of the fall
and the rest of our lives.
We both graduated college
and were taking summer classes...
a major feat, since our aim in college
was to be as destructive as possible.
Our mission, after leaving high school
as two aspiring young punks...
I think the only two punks
in Salt Lake City at the time...
was to go to university
and bring down the system.
Why? Well, for obvious reasons.
Anarchy... the only system of government
that seemed to make any sense to us.
And the irony was we had made it
through. I did well, even.
My father was hell-bent on getting me to
go to Harvard Law School, like he did.
My father tried to get me to go
right after I graduated high school.
Thank you for giving us
an hour ot your time.
to be rather important.
You finished high school.
Thank God.
And now it's your time to do good.
This rebellion thing
you're going through, I understand it.
Not completely,
but I respect it.
what is right for you.
I mean, be free, darling, always.
Yeah. Be practical, Steve.
You got a chance to go to Harvard.
You've got me as an alumnus.
- That can't hurt.
- But only it it makes you happy.
Look, if you want to rebel there,
you can do it. I went to Woodstock.
Me and the guys had a lot ot fun.
We did our thing there.
We got behind some causes, though.
We tought tor some
very strong causes.
We ended, collectively,
we ended that goddamn war in 'Nam...
so that guys like you
could be tree.
There's all these possibilities
for you, Steven. Carry the torch now.
Okay? I can see by looking at you
that you're ready.
- I'm proud that you're an individual.
- Very proud.
So proud.
One thing.
This may not be easy to hear,
but the hair.
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