Reggie:
The prospect of ending up a bitter and lonely drunk doesn't quite appeal to me.
Eleanor:
Okay.
Reggie:
And not to mention the fact that art, as a language, is dead. It doesn't matter what you have to say or how well you might be able to say it. Dead.
Eleanor:
Kind of a bleak view.
Reggie:
Yes, it is.
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