Weston: Look at my outlook. You don't envy it, right? Wesley: No.Weston: That's because it's full of poison. Infected. And you recognize poison, right? You recognize it when you see it? Wesley: Yes.Weston: Yes, you do. I can see that you do. My poison scares you. Wesley: Doesn't scare me. Weston: No?Wesley: No.Weston: Good. You're growing up. I never saw my old man's poison until I was much older than you. Much older. And then you know how I recognized it? Wesley: How?Weston: Because I saw myself infected with it. That's how. I saw me carrying it around. His poison in my body. Sam Shepard
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