Plainview:
Are you an angry man, Henry?
Henry:
About what?
Plainview:
Are you envious? D'you get envious?
Henry:
I don't think so. No.
Plainview:
I have a competition in me. I want no one else to succeed. I hate most people.
Henry:
That part of me is gone. Working and not succeeding- all my, uh... failures has left me, uh... I just don't... care.
Plainview:
Well, if it's in me, it's in you. There are times when I... I look at people and I see nothing worth liking. I want to earn enough money I can get away from everyone.
Henry:
What will you do about your boy?
Plainview:
I don't know. Uhhhh, maybe it'll change. Does your sound come back to you? I don't know. Maybe no one knows that. A doctor might not know that.
Henry:
Where's his mother?
Plainview:
I don't want to talk about those things. I see the worst in people, Henry. I don't need to look past seeing them to get all I need. I've built up my hatreds over the years, little by little. Having you here gives me a second breath of life. I can't keep doing this on my own... with these, umm... people.
[laughs]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:15