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What was once kinda funny,

isn't anymore.

From what I've read, I've...

well, I've scared

the hell out of America.

I know that the world is watching,

maybe even laughing.

people on my own TV,

are saying...

that America, somehow,

deserves this moment.

Guess that means me.

I can't say that I've been much

of anything most of my life.

It's sorta like somewhere

along the way...

I checked out and it's not like

I had big dreams to begin with.

but I had something once.

I had something close

to faith or hope or whatever...

whatever word you want

to use for how good life could be.

But then, the years start moving

quicker and all of a sudden...

what's going good

out there for every else...

isn't going so good for you.

But, tonight I feel...

embarrassed.

I've had my chances,

more than most.

I've grown up

in a country where...

if I decided to do more with my life

than just drift and drink...

that I could be standing where...

where maybe you stand tonight.

Instead, I've taken freely

and I've given nothing.

I'm ashamed in front of my...

daughter.

And my country.

I've never served or sacrificed.

The only heavy lifting

I've been asked is simple stuff, like...

pay attention. Vote...

For America has a...

if America has a true enemy tonight,

I guess it's me.

Tonight a below average man is going

to choose between two exceptional men.

Tomorrow, one man's vote

is going to make a difference...

'Cause tomorrow

we're gonna have a President.

And not just someone

to fill a chair in Washington.

We need someone

who's bigger than their speeches.

The kind of President

we learned about in school.

America needs a big thinker.

You know, like a giant, really.

Someone who has the good sense

to get in front of our problems.

somebody who has the wisdom

to lead to us a place...

where we're at peace

with ourselves and the world.

And just for the record,

I want you both...

I want you both to know

that I think a hella lot of you.

Tonight, I am going to speak

for people I have never met...

whose letters touched me

in a way I didn't think was possible.

My first question comes from...

Peter Manthis,

in Henderson, Kentucky.

"Dear Mr. Johnson...

my wife and I

have three little girls.

We both work two jobs

just trying to make ends meet.

And some weeks,

we don't make it."

"When you work hard and you still

can't take care of your family...

you start to question yourself

as a provider, as a man.

I know I am one. I fought

for my country and I'm proud of it.

But it scares me to think about what

would happen if one of my kids got sick.

"Can you ask the candidates,

if we are richest country in the world...

how come some many of us can

barely afford to live here?"

I'd like to take that one first,

if I might, Mr. Greenleaf.

Answer, Mr. President.

Bud, I'd first like to say, how much

I appreciate your thoughtfulness.

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