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Nolan Mack: It just can't be nothing, you know? It can't. Because you're here for a reason. You came in for a reason.
Leo: [trying to leave] No...
Nolan Mack: NO! You gave me that videotape, you told me about your mother, about leaving. It can't be nothing, Leo. Look at me. Just look at me. It can't be nothing.
Leo: It can be, alright. It can be. Cause it's nothing. Cause it means nothing.
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Nolan Mack: I need to talk to you.
Nolan Mack: I need to talk to you about something, Dad, okay? And I need you to listen, 'cause I know somewhere in there, you can hear me.
Nolan Mack: I wanna talk about that time we went to the beach.
Nolan Mack: Summer of 1965, I think it was.
Nolan Mack: We checked into this little motel.
Nolan Mack: 12 years old.
Nolan Mack: You, me and Mom.
Nolan Mack: If you had any idea what a journey that was.
Nolan Mack: Still sticks with me to this day. Ridiculous.
Nolan Mack: Something happened that summer, Dad.
Nolan Mack: At first, I couldn't figure it out. I didn't want to.
Nolan Mack: But I knew. I knew that all the wishing and praying in the world couldn't change the fact that I was gay.
Nolan Mack: I didn't do anything about it.
Nolan Mack: I didn't tell you... or Mom or anyone. It was my secret.
Nolan Mack: And suddenly I'm 60 years old. It's like I'm still there, like nothing happened.
Nolan Mack: Like I'm still waiting for something I felt was promised to me that day, something that never came, and I'm angry about it.
Nolan Mack: And I'm still sitting on that beach, and I'm still 12 years old, and nothing's changed, and I'm still sorry about it.
Nolan Mack: That was some summer, huh, Dad?
Mark A. Slagle
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