Father:
Don't be like me, son. Don't waste your life. You'll come to a point someday where it'll be too late. You'll be sewn into your fate...
Joel:
It was horrifying, seeing my father like that.
There was no hope for me if his life was such a failure.
And he saw failure in me, too, written in my future.
Clem:
Joel, you're not sewn in. He's wrong.
Father:
...and there'll be nowhere to go except where you're headed,
like a train on a track. Inevitable, unalterable.
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