Big Adam:
She still hasn't cleaned out his closet.
Young Adam:
She's not much of a housekeeper.
Big Adam:
Hey. You have her to take care of you. She has no one. You understand? Do you understand? She wakes up every morning with a broken heart and a, and a closet full of his clothes and gets nothing from you but a fistful of crap, and not even, like, ten seconds of genuine empathy.
Young Adam:
I'm you, you know.
Big Adam:
Tell me about it. You know, thity years, you still get sick to your stomach every time you remember how you treated her now.
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