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packy - the pursuit (outro) lyrics

[chuckie]
so uh…when’re you done with those meetin’s?

[will]
i think the week after i’m 21

[chuckie]
yeah, they gunna’ hook you up with a job, or what?

[will]
yeah. f-ckin’ sit in a room and do long division for the next fifty years

[chuckie]
eh..probably make some nice bank, though

[will]
i’m gonna be a f-ckin’ lab rat

[chuckie]
better than this shit. it’s a way outta’ here

[will]
what do i want a way out of here for? i mean, i’m gunna f-ckin’ live here the rest of my life. you know, we’ll be neighbors, you know, we’ll have little kids f-ckin’ take ’em to little league together up at foley field

[chuckie]
look, you’re my best friend, so don’t take this the wrong way. in twenty years, if you’re still livin’ here, comin’ over to my house to watch the patriots games, still workin’ construction, i’ll f-ckin’ k!ll you. that’s not a threat. now, that’s a fact. i’ll f-ckin’ k!ll you

[will]
what the f-ck are you talkin’ about?

[chuckie]
look. you got somethin’ none of us–

[will]
oh come on..wh–why is it always this, i mean, i f-ckin’ owe it to myself to do this..why if i don’t want to

[chuckie]
all right. no. no no. f-ck you. you don’t owe it to yourself. you owe it to me. cus’ tomorrow i’m gonna wake up and i’ll be fifty. and i’ll still be doin’ this shit. and that’s all right, that’s fine. i mean, you’re sitting on a winnin’ lottery ticket. and you’re too much of a pussy to cash it in. and that’s bullshit. cus’ i’d do f-ckin’ anything to have what you got. so would any of these f-ckin’ guys. it’d be an insult to us if you’re still here in twenty years. hanging around here is a f-ckin’ waste of your time

[will]
you don’t know that

[chuckie]
i don’t?

[will]
no. you don’t know that

[chuckie]
oh i don’t know that. let me tell you what i do know. every day i come by your house and i pick you up. and we go out, we have a few drinks, and a few laughs, and it’s great. but you know what the best part of my day is? it’s for about ten seconds from when i pull up to the curb to when i get to your door. because i think maybe i’ll get up there and i’ll knock on the door and you won’t be there. no goodbye, no see you later, no nothin’. just left. i don’t know much, but i know that

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