Charles
[John bangs his head against the window pane, cutting his forehead]
Jesus Christ, John.
John
I can't fail. This is all I am.
Charles
Come on, let's go out.
John
I got to get something done.
Charles
John!
John
I can't keep staring into space.
Charles
John, that's enough!
John
Got to face the wall, follow their rules, read their books …
Charles
You want to do some damage, fine! But don't mess around!
John
… do their classes.
Charles
Come on! Go on, bust your head! Kill yourself. Don't do it. Don't mess around. Bust your head! Go on, bust that worthless head wide open!
John
Goddamn it, Charles! What the hell is your problem?!
Charles
It's not my problem. And it's not your problem. It's their problem. Your answer isn't face the wall. It's out there, where you've been working.
