THEO- “That’s all she had, the file had nothing! I guess it isn’t meant to know my birth parents or family. I suppose that is the way they wanted it. I was just really hoping---
MICHAEL- “You at least have her name now, you could always look her up if you wanted to. I mean you can find almost anything on google.”
THEO- What would be the point? They didn’t want me then, and they certainly wouldn’t want me to come into their lives now. No, I will just forget it.”
MICHAEL- “Listen, everyone in here has pretty much the same story. But at least now you know why, and hell, .. your birth mother was probably right, you probably are better off here. I mean you met me right?”
THEO- “Yeah, and that is really fucked up too. No offense to you.”
MICHAEL- “So what about the job?”
THEO- “The yacht Club, as a dishwasher. I meet some guy named Lionel on Monday. Listen, I think I am just going to go to bed.”
MICHAEL- “It’s early, I mean way early.”
THEO- “Just not in the mood for anything or anyone. I’m sorry.”
MICHAEL- “It’s all good, I will just go over to my part of the room and read.”
THEO- “Make sure the book is not upside down....”