Begbie:
There's something I have to do tonight, and then I'm going away. One way or another, it'll be a long time before you see me again. So I just thought I'd come by. I just thought I'd come by and say good luck, son. That's all.
Frank Juror:
Thanks, Dad.
Begbie:
See, it's difficult for me, 'cause... We never had any of that when I was a boy. Not, like, hotel...
Frank Juror:
Management.
Begbie:
Aye, hotel fucking management, all that shit. I never has any of that. Still... World changes, eh, June? Even if we don't. So... Look after yourself, son.
[pause]
Begbie:
The old wino was my father. This fool is yours. You'll be a better man than either of us.
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