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Sully: That'll teach him to bring a knife to a gun fight! Oh shit!

Nate: Sully! Hold on! Time to end this you son of a bitch!

Sully: Thanks, kid! Come on. Get up here! It's no good! We can't make it!

Nate: Salim!

Salim: Hurry! Get on! Come on!

Sully: My God.

Nate: So much for immeasurable wealth, huh?

Sully: Well...

Nate: It's not much, is it?

Sully: It's enough.

Nate: Yeah. Yeah.

Sully: Hold up a minute, Nate.

Nate: You okay?

Sully: Yeah. Yeah, I just got something need saying, that's all.

Nate: All right. What is it?

Sully: Look, I uh...I had a lousy father, lousy childhood. I hit forty, I figured I was never going to have a son of my own. Hell, I never wanted one. What the hell do I know about raising a kid? Then you came barreling into my life.

Nate: Look, you don't have to...

Sully: No, listen. I do. I have made a lot of mistakes, kid. A lot. And, well, I'm not a perfect man.

Nate: You're not proposing, are you Sully? I mean, I love you, but...

Sully: Stop. Just stop being a wise-ass for one second.

Nate: How long have you been carrying that around?

Sully: Too long.

Nate: Thought I'd lost it.

Sully: Here's the thing, kid. We don't get to choose how we start in this life. Real greatness...it's what you do with the hand you're dealt.

Elena: Hey.

Nate: Hey. Going somewhere?

Elena: Maybe. I'm really sorry about your ring.

Nate: Yeah. It's all right. I swapped it for something better. Let's get out of here, huh?

Elena: Yeah.

Sully: Come on. We're this way.

Nate: But...

Sully: Come on. Trust me.

Nate: What are you up to? No way.

Sully: It's not as nice as the one you two wrecked four years ago, but it'll do. Come on. Let's see if I can remember how to fly the goddamn thing.

Elena: Hey, this has parachutes right?

Sully: Oh, yeah.

Nate: Three?

Sully: Eh, more or less