Hey, look who's here. Maestro.

Where?

And you couldn't play something good, huh?

And Hank Williams or something?

They broke the door down before I could take requests.

Was it? Two weeks in the hall?

Easiest time I ever did.

Oh shit. No such thing as easy time in the hole.

That's right. A week in the hole is like a year. Damn straight.

I'm Mr. Mozart to keep me company.

So they let you tote that record player down there, huh?

He's in here.

In here.

That's the beauty of music.

They can't get that from you.

Haven't you ever felt that way about music?

Well, I played a mean out money because the younger man.

Lost interest in it, though. It didn't make much sense in here. Here's where it makes the most sense.

You need it so you don't forget.

Forget.

Forget that there are places in the world that aren't made out of stone,

that there's a... there's something inside that they can't get to, that they can't touch.

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