Antwone Fisher Page #9

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Hey, I'm your cousin Jason,|man. What's happenin'?

All right, boys,|open up.

- Aww.|- Aww.

Welcome.

All right.

Come on,|let's eat!

You want|some pancakes? Ooh.

Sure, sure.

Here we go.

How about|some sausages?

I'm not a virgin|anymore.

I'm glad to hear that.

How you doin', son?

I'm great, sir.

All right. Good.|Good, good.

Very good|to see you.

So?

I took your advice.

I found my family|and I found my mother.

Good.

Yeah.

So?

Well, in my heart|I forgive her...

but if I never|saw her again...

I understand.

It's funny to feel that way|about your mother...

but I did it...

and I owe it to you to tell you|that you were right.

You owe it to me?

Yes, sir.

I needed to find her.

Yeah. Well...

if I was right, it was|for all the wrong reasons.

Sir?

This stays between|you and me, okay?

Yes, sir.

My wife and I, we were gonna|have a bunch of kids...

when we found out|we couldn't have any.

And it rocked her|to the core.

I knew what to do for her,|though.

She needed help, treatment.

I made sure she had it.

The best psychiatrist,|the one that trained me.

But I--the well one,|the strong one--

At the same time I went about|the business of shutting down.

Very subtle, very quiet.|It was my little secret.

Until one day, a young man came|into my office and into my life...

and he blew up that little|secret, right in my face.

And he put me to shame in a way|I never thought possible.

Because of you, Antwone,|I'm a better doctor...

and I'm learning|to be a better husband.

You don't owe me anything.|I owe you.

You're the champ, son.

You've beaten everybody|who was beating you.

I salute you.

You hungry, sailor?

I could eat, sir.

Let's go.

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