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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
