At the end, I had my father in a nursing home. I gave him the best doctors in Illinois. He was a little senile... not much. I never spent much time with him. I was too busy. Finally, when I got around to seeing him, he didn't recognize me. Till the day he died, he didn't know who the hell I was.
Here I thought you were the perfect son, Charlie.
No. They told me there was only one of those guys. Listen, you take care of what you've got to take care of. I'll take care of Woolridge.