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[BIFF:] Pop, get this now, will you? Everytime I’ve left it’s been a fight that sent me out of here. Today I realized something about myself and I tried to explain it to you and I—I think I’m just not smart enough to make any sense out of it for you. To hell with whose fault it is or anything like that.
[BIFF:]Dad, you’re never going to see what I am, so what’s the use of arguing? If I strike oil I’ll send you a check. Meantime forget I’m alive.
[BIFF:] Will you let me go, for Christ’s sake? Will you take that phony dream and burn it before something happens?
[BIFF:] Can you imagine that magnificence with twenty thousand dollars in his pocket?
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