[ He smiles at Sam, even though he really smiles somewhere towards Sam's right because uh, he can't figure out where his face is, he can't see. ]
Do you think so?
[ But it's true, isn't it? A lot of the things he needed in his life were just... someone to be there and listen to him. Maybe bring over a bottle of wine, and some conversation. ]
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Do you think so?
[ But it's true, isn't it? A lot of the things he needed in his life were just... someone to be there and listen to him. Maybe bring over a bottle of wine, and some conversation. ]
I could do that.
[ And then, softly: ]
You are a good man, Sam.