It's 50 grand a year for four years of frat parties, you know, intellectual circle jerks, speed reading 300-year-old novels that'll be forgotten the second the test is over, all because, you know, we're told we can't succeed in the world without a piece of paper. You know, and it's bullshit. Bill Gates dropped out. Steve Jobs.
That's that center for the Blackhawks?
Yeah, you know, it just all one big collegiate scam.
I'm glad that place didn't turn you into an elitist prick.
No, still a Southside prick like all the rest of you.
[Enters Alibi Room] Jesus Christ, Russian whores know how to run their mouths when there ain't some dude's junk jammed in there. [To Lip] Weren't you supposed to be at college or some shit?
Nope, packing up my Kant and Milton Friedman. I'm done with all that crap.
...
You were joking, right, about not going back to college?
Serious. I'm done.
I was hoping you were blowing off some steam.
Well, the truth is, it's not only up to me. My grades suck. But the only reason I'm going back there is to pack my shit and split.
So you quit. Then what?
I'll figure it out. [Kevin scoffs] What?
Grow a pair.
Excuse me?
You heard me. Tough it out, man. What are you, a pussy? It's like I said. It's not only up to me. You're resourceful. You'll figure it out.
Look, Kev, this is the first good day I've had since I left for that shithole.
Lip, do you want to end up like me? Clawing for every penny, praying that you can figure out some way to support your family? Because that's what I'm going through. I got bills up to my ass and let me tell you something. It fucking sucks. Well, you're resourceful. You'll figure it out.
All right. College is a racket, huh?
Well, guess what? There's no one better at beating the system than you. Hell, man, you got them to give you four fucking years for free. Why don't you get your damn diploma, spit in their faces and have a fucking future?
Kev, I am trying to drink my beer, enjoy being back home.
This isn't your home. It's where you grew up. It's not where you're supposed to be.
And what, now you're the arbiter on where everybody's supposed to be?
Yeah, maybe, if I knew what arbiter meant.
I'm getting pretty damn tired of everybody telling me where I should be and what I should be doing.
Then stop making them have to! Grow the fuck up!
Um... Thanks for the beers, Kev.
Yeah, you're welcome.
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