That's the way she used to look... she used to be so beautiful... now I need other women's beauty just to keep her that way... small price to pay, I think...
Look, I don't know what kinda crazy voodoo shit you're into, and I don't really care! But, but, but, we had a deal, man! Look! All that's worth more than a hundred thousand dollars! Now I want it back! Give it back to me! I want my beauty back!
She never loved me, either. Why did she marry me? It doesn't matter. What matters is, the marriage certificate is real. She is mine. And every goddamn penny she's got in the world is mine, too.
Proud? Sure, real proud. Proud to be put out to pasture. Day I hit 65, I'm out of there. Never mind I'm 17-year regional sales leader. Never mind, just throw the old duff away.
Must be costing a fortune. I can't believe I worked 47 years just to shell out for every mangy cat and dog that's hungry enough to be your friend just because you feed it!
Now what the hell is that supposed to mean? All right, so I've been a little busy the last 47 years. I just didn't have time to sit and gab with you night and day. I had a living to earn.
Listen, old buddy, I know how this must look. But for me these models It's not just about building planes. You want to slow up a bit. Let life pass you by a little.
I'm doing this for you. I'm making adjustments so we can share our common interests in our golden years. I mean, you love animals. Now I can learn to love them, too.